Yep, chapter four of my collection is up. And I have all chapters up to 10 already written. Once again a kind and loving reader has sent in a poem, and it doesn't need to be edited. I'd like to give special thanks to SeleneOfTheMoon for sending in their fine piece of work.
The Rejects-by caring sender SeleneOfTheMoon
He has green skin,
he doesn't have ears,
he knows nothing of anything;
he doesn't belong here.
Today he's just standing,
a mocking look on his face,
an alien set out...
to destroy the human race.
The children are playing,
the rain falls all around...
but she doesn't care-
she doesn't hear a sound.
She may have ears,
but the others don't like her;
she's creepy and goth-
she even likes spiders.
He stands in a corner,
all by himself-
because he likes monsters
but nobody else.
Aliens and Bigfoot,
ghosts and the unexplained...
these are what he muses over,
standing alone in the rain.
The alien with green skin,
The girl with purple hair,
The boy who is crazy-
All alone out there.
I Am Who I Am (Dib) , written by me
I am who I am and no
one can change me,
even though I know you think I'm crazy.
I'll never back down,
not one bit.
I'll never come around,
and you can't fix it.
I am who I am,
I believe in the paranormal-
without a reprieve...
or anything formal.
I believe in ghosts,
and you can't stop the fact
that they're close, so close-
yet leave no impact.
So you go around,
living life to the fullest-
if it were up to me you'd be wound
up dining on a bullet.
You think the world is fine,
but the end is coming...
in just a matter of time,
so quit your happy humming.
I am who I am,
and no one can change me...
Yeah, I know what your thinking- "Hey, he's already written that!" well, no one really read it... and I'm going to do the same thing for Gaz and Zim's point of view, so I decided to re-introduce it. Until next time...
-Raqueza