The Alien

Shuffle steps

I look at the lights

And imagine I'm in a hospital

Or maybe somewhere nice

Because their bodies are close

And pushing and shoving

And the bell is the alarm for them to start running

And I can taste the hormones and hear the laughter

But I'm always far away

A walking disaster.

And I wish I were a teenager

In moments like these

Thinking of boys and how I'm a tease

But all I can do is plan my escape

And picture movie scenes and floating in space.