Pluto – A Poem
I sit in the front But I feel like I'm in a corner Watching everything happen Like it's all on tv and I'm not part of it
I lean closer For there's blood connecting us all The blood is alarming enough to attract attention
I switch channels Everything is rainbows and unicorns Everyone's hugged and loved All gain attention and understanding
I come back And realise I don't belong In a dark room With no light in the end of the tunnel
I look at my shaking hands And wonder if i deserve them I open up my brain and check for the dirt they expect me to carry
But I only see yards and yards of Yearning and withering sunflowers Polka dots and red frocks With ribbons that don't match
I let go of the space scientist dream When i understood I'm Pluto A dark disappearing rock that's Supposedly a part of a family
What's wrong with Pluto? Was the title It just belonged in a different galaxy is all
I hope Pluto realises it soon.