The night the stars

Glared down on me

Until they stained my skin

Was the night i realized

I am in fact alive


I see the same things

You do

And i feel the same things

You do


Yet i feel like a martian

Who was accidentally dropped

Into my home


I don’t think i belong here

With you

And i don’t think i belong there

With them


I believe in nothing

And everything

All at once


I’m monotone

I’m black, white

And gray


I’m not happy

I’m not sad

But i’m not happy


I’m the blank space

On the side of your canvas

And i’m the empty photo

Album you’ve yet to fill out


I know for a fact

That i am alive

But i sometimes wonder

If i do exist