AlienUnwanted on this planet,Alien5 months ago in Free Verse
hating how everyone ran it
I finally left in my spaceship.
A ship only run by me,
I can be whatever I want to be
and even tell my own story.
No-one for miles to dictate
what I can and can't create
as an expression of myself.
The glass pitcher on my shelf
is both half full and half empty,
as it's tempting to drink
but I can still fill it again.
You can say space is empty,
but it's full of hope for a better place
and though until I had the chance,
I've never been able to paint my own picture.