I’m not special.

From you or them or anyone on earth

Nothing makes me better nor worse

But I feel like an alien in a sense…

Unable to bind to any of these earthly elements

Always wondering where to go from here

This doesn’t quite fit…

When years pass like seconds

Lifes essence is silently intrepid

Odd this “time” on earth…

It’s troublesome…

So; My mind is elsewhere

Is anyone else here?

In this utterly blinding heartfelt darkness

Or is this just simply…

Nonsensely farfetched

That I feel no different than any being

But I’m an entirely different entity

Blessed serenity?

Alien displaced mentally!

Relentlessly pretending these human “customs”

Are acceptable to … anything….

-Nina