I’m diluted by all the opinions I seek
Looking for approval makes me weak.
Who am I really when no one is around?
I’m a blurry mess right now
A pulled pork.
Scratching. Scratching. Scratchings.
I hunt for enlightenment in black holes.
Suck. Sucking. Sucked in.
Nobody gives me the right answer.
Does that mean I’m wrong ?
Or does it mean I’m different ?
Not in a black coat, dark eyeshadow kind of way
But truly alien, from another world.
I know it sounds absurd.
But I don’t want what they want
I have bigger eyes. A bigger head.
Five fingers maybe… but still ..but still
So now I am resolved
To no longer be dissolved
To stay true to my own matter
Block out the pointless chatter
I’ll put the Extra into ET.
Stop waiting for others to agree.
If I really am from another sphere
I’ll make the most of my time here.