The Alien (poetry).
?Floating through the space,
floating from menace,
quicking up my pace,
forgetting my dying race,
ending in this place,
sweet like a cake,
loving people fake
they don't want to take
my life away.
?Floating through the space,
floating from menace,
quicking up my pace,
forgetting my dying race,
ending in this place,
sweet like a cake,
loving people fake
they don't want to take
my life away.