They don’t like me because I don’t fit in. Because they want a mirror and I’m not like them.
They don’t understand that I am an alien grey. And, no matter what it looks like, I can never be what they say.
I’m not even from here. So, how can I ever understand - what it is to be this or that. Nah. I am my own man.
Yet, I want to have an effect like the sun on this crazy, blue rock. Only place I know where eight billion beings wait to see what you’ve got.
So, I’m an alien grey, but I won’t leave. Inside me is something different, just gotta’ make them believe.
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James Power
I'm a Baltimore-based fiction and non-fiction writer, author, humorist and screenwriter. I love words and I love to write. I do it often and for no reason at all. I joined the community to find inspiration and to share my work with others.
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