Everywhere I go
I feel like a stranger,
like I just came out of a spaceship.
Everywhere I go
I feel the same looks,
I see the same masks,
I hear the same laughs.
When I'm in my land
they see me as a hermit
as an outcast.
When I'm in another land
they see me as a foreigner,
as someone who should not be there.
Everywhere I go
I'm a radical,
a pariah,
someone you should not be seen with.
When I speak my mind
people open their eyes wide,
cover their mouth in astonishment,
look at each other with disapproval.
I try real hard to not care,
to keep going,
to be invisible
or to silence my thoughts
Even the computer insists on correcting what I write,
suggesting better ways of being me.
But I'm tired of conforming,
I'm tired of trying to fit,
I'm tired of being what the rest want me to be.
That's why everywhere I go,
I keep being the same old bastard,
the same old communist,
the same old radical,
Because someone must, and it will be me.
