Goodbye

Goodbye.
I thought that perhaps
I could find a place here.
But we are not 
Of the same race.
We are not 
Of the same planet,
You and I.
Perhaps another day
On another world
In another sphere of existence.
I don't know if even then.
I was sad, you know.
I thought again
That I might be the thing you wanted.
But I am afraid 
That I am not.
Do you ever wonder
What it is you're missing 
There behind the glass.
Don't you ever long
For the thing 
That you might be 
If you believed
In something more
Than the tinsel.
It's cheap you know,
Dollar store rubbish.
New today,
Trash tomorrow.
But oh how it glitters,
Promising freedom
That never comes.
I'm afraid 
That the world you love
Will have to stop turning
Before you'll consider.
And it will.
Give it time.
And then perhaps.
Then perhaps.