The lost meanings behind the songs we sang as children, that your mother may not have taught you...
I live in the shadows. No one sees me. I don’t need a name… yet I’ve apparently been given the name “Alien.” They don’t know me. They wouldn’t want to if they had ever laid eyes on me. I guess I’m pretty much their worst nightmare. I look similar to the humans, I like to think, besides my skin being a bit too tight. It extenuates the muscles in my body and my cheeks are as wrinkled as the elderly in their race. This bottom jaw of mine comes to a point up towards the few teeth at the top of my mouth. My eyes are cloudy, but I see fine. There're multiple horns bulging from the top of my head. A new one sprouts on what they would call my birthday every year. Our years go by differently though. One year where I’m from is three years here. I’m 24 years old.
It's still 7 AM, right? Time to get ready for school? I'm still 15, right? Everyone wrapped around my finger thinking I'm so cool? I'm still 100 lbs. right? I still look good at the pool?
People fade away... life will disappear. It already feels like I’m dead, yet I’m still here.
We’ve all seen these Disney movies, but I bet you haven’t seen them like this.
Everyone knows the stories that Disney produced to us when we were kids, but who would’ve thought the cute fairy tales possessed a darker origin than told?