How Do I Feel

Like an alien who has been thrown out of space all tentacles and feels I don't belong here anymore Life has gone through a transmutation of disgrace and I am afraid of what is in store Masked bandits everywhere I cannot trust the air those fear vibes are like a metallic taste in my mouth the news is one sided, its all about I talk you stare contesting all I hear I'd love to fly south where the sun doesn't discriminate nor hate and the virus is divested, from all I consecrate.