They say I am alien ‘Cause my skin is brown And my words are accented They say I am alien Since my eyes are brown And my straightened hair Is no good when it comes In contact with water They say I am alien Because I speak another Language, often Think a certain way and Dress in foreign clothes They say I am alien For I look nothing like them And perhaps they are right Except When they cut me I bleed just like them Scarlet red When they hurt me I cry Saline fluids Just like they would If ever they shed tears When they bruise me I hurt just like they would If ever they were hurt So perhaps I am alien But they must be some sort too