I shed tears of blood,
Every once in a while
People stare back judging,
And my mouth fills with bile
I discombobulate,
People don't understand
I laugh at the irony,
And they think my brain's made of sand
My mind is not on Earth,
It lives up in the stars
Humans think I'm crazy,
Because on Tuesdays I'm on Mars
Everything seems so pointless,
When you think of things this grand
You think the sea will never end,
Until you hit that land
Don't others ever think,
How on Earth can we all exist?
Or am I the only one,
Wondering who gave us this bliss?
When I come back to Earth,
I look back up and see,
All those judging people,
Staring back at me
Then all I do is smile,
And laugh at their small minds
Knowing that one day,
I'll leave them all far behind
