I came from skies they’ve never seen,
A voyager of worlds between.
My tongue speaks stars, my heart hums moons,
A cadence lost in crowded rooms.
They call me strange, a distant spark,
A signal faint against the dark.
Their echoes fade, I drift apart,
An alien with a fragile heart.
I’m a traveler in their blue sphere,
Lost in gravity, drawn near.
A lonely orbit I can’t escape,
My form too strange, my mind reshaped.
I reach with hands they cannot hold,
An alien searching for the bold.
Textures sharp, like asteroid stone,
Their world’s so loud, I call my own.
A satellite they never see,
Spinning silently, endlessly.
Their laughter burns, their words collide,
I try to meet them, but I hide.
A cosmic rift I can’t repair,
Breathing their unfamiliar air.
I’m a traveler in their blue sphere,
Lost in gravity, drawn near.
A lonely orbit I can’t escape,
My form too strange, my mind reshaped.
I reach with hands they cannot hold,
An alien searching for the bold.
I craft my ship from fragments torn,
Rebuild my wings, though they are worn.
I’ll find my kind among the stars,
Where love’s unspoken, free of scars.
So if you see me passing by,
A flash of stardust in your sky,
Know I’m not broken, just misplaced,
An alien in this earthly space.