A world composed of foreign lands,
how am I to describe the journey?
The world of science
oozing chemicals that glow in the dark,
holding eyes that peer at night.

How was I to know?
I come from a land of people
and social trends and hey look at me
I did something ordinary today.

Ordinary is science too.
Bombs, blinks, bonds, blooms
All the mystery lies inside

the mystery of the everyday:
who am I
if not my study?

Minority, media, middle-aged
I am people
You are people too.