In a world full of animals, I am an alien.
 

They are vicious,
expertly hunting their prey.

I am gentle,
lightly stepping over flowers.

They travel in packs,
fiercely protecting one another.

I travel alone,
cautious and alert.

They blend in,
becoming one with their domain.

I stand out,
as if my skin is green and glowing.
 

But in a world full of aliens, I am an animal.