277 – White Alien

I wasn't born here 
Just happened to wake up
In this white body
But I'm not really white
I'm a greenish-grey color
Clear as day for any to see
But green means sick
And grey means dead
At least to human heads
So they call me white

I'm surrounded by white humans
They can be kind
Sometimes
But I don't trust them
'cause I see how unkind they are
To those who don't look like them
It's why I'm always wearing masks
'cause my face looks the same
As those they hate

Like I said, they are still nice
But I don't trust their kindness
'cause I never know if
They're being kind
'cause they like me, or if
They're just being kind
'cause they look like me

That's why I like my friends
To look like a rainbow
Of all different colors
On the ground & in the clouds
'cause then I know they love me
Not 'cause I look like them
But rather 'cause I don't

[6 October 2023 Revision]

I wasn't really born here 
Just happened, to wake up
ѧide, öF this white body
But I am not really white
I'm a greenish-grey color
Clear as day 4 any to see
But green means sick, And
grey means dead, At least
to haughty human heads So
they decide I am me white

I'm surrounded by
Such white humans
They can act kind
Sometimes - but I
Cannot trust them
Because I see how
unkind they can B
2 those Whö don't
Look like them so
This B one reason
Y I Am constantly
Wearing masks for
My face, actually
Looks the same As
Whöever they hate

As I said, they are -§till- nice
But I don't trust their kindness
Because I never know if they are
Being kind because they actually
Like me, or if being kind solely
'cause I happen 2 look similarly

That's why I like my friends
Looking like a bright rainbow
Technicolor like Joseph's coat
On the ground, and Ñ the clouds
For then I know - they love me
Not just 'cause we look alike
But rather, because We don't

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