To those of you who criticized my perceived-by-you cosmetic flaw over the years.
(I have what they call “age spots” on my face – for a long time now, taken much beating over them – I am quite sensitive and thin skinned.)
Closely, yeah like that. Here it comes:
you cannot hurt me that way.
Nor make you look better going there.
Saddens me though, rather deeply.
(only the truly ordinary minds go there)
and makes me wonder my odds of surviving this life as a human woman.
(so if you know yours ain’t….)
people are waiting for us. They have been, the people outside (the Planet).
No no, they are not scheming to invade us – they want to hang with us, that’s right, friendly, intelligent people outside.
Just for the sake of good times, so we can both advance more and more and more. Have you thought of that?
And if large portion of us wont to freak over minor differences on appearances and whateverelses…
Personally, I can’t wait to hear about what their oceans look like. Maybe they’ll help us with some of our major troubles, ahem ahem.
I hope it will happen while I am still Yuko Nagai on the Planet Earth, the star I am so proud to show them around.
We live on a very pretty planet. Really. Think of that.
Oh, by the way, these spots, they are battle scars, the badge of honor. From fighting my way through….oh, never mind.