FEEL LIKE AN ALIEN

Feel like an alien, I’m walking through the streets,

As if under siege, I’m surrounded by a crowd.

Sometimes we have to forget about our dreams,

But I can’t focus on real world, always in the clouds.

Other people are existing formally,

But aren’t existing for me emotionally.

They all are the same - gray mass,

I see the world as a set of clear facts.

It looks like I was misdirected.

Tell me, is the Earth really my home?

Maybe, I’m from another planet,

Or this all is caused by my syndrome?

Of course, I was born on Earth,

It was just a beautiful metaphor.

But there is some truth in it too,

The world around us is a predator.

I learn how to communicate,

As if I'm new to this society.

Loneliness is my inevitable fate,

I just need to get rid of anxiety.