Galactic Poem by Jackson Wings

Ever felt like you're from outer space. Different planet, different race, different ways to discriminate, different ways to segregate. Different days different ways, but that's enough of the different things. I ask the question of feeling different because feeling that way makes me, well me. Because I am Galactic, I've been searching the Galaxy. Trying to find a way to find to find my way to find myself. I've been lost, deep inside my mind. Been going crazy with the thoughts inside. The thoughts inside, seem to set me aside making me feel so far away when in reality I'm in the way. It keeps me feeling like I'm not me anymore like I'm not free anymore. I'm a prisoner to myself and only time will tell how I am this way, how long I'm up in space, how long I am galactic.