American boy

 A sentimental alien, with a cordial heart to be given
observed the ground caved in and taken
from a far and decrepit imagination,
a new home, for a new story, and new school with a newer glory
hope lies ahead of this future for this you bright angel of a girl
and only a the quirkiness and impoverishment of her old culture is was lags her behind

working on the task at hand she come across an algebra of class
a friendly kind pilgrim of the land of the free, is asking a question on how to get z
she thinks miscellaneously about the possibilities of what he could want? but there is no issue here
just an american boy slacking as a punk
short skin toned hair
strong chin and eyes not tampered
a disingenuous thought comes to mind when thinking of what could he possibly want with an alien.
but supposedly he is more friendlier than you think. a fine pilgrim, that so friendly, you start to wonder why they go extinct

they walked around and gave a tone, with the appreciation of each others company.
given with a cordial setting
they made popcorn inside the school building,
and who knows, they may have watched movie

they held hands, but lasted long enough for her father to arrive then take her home
the story when on for over a two years and still not a single beat was put on

they fine with that, of each other company, it turned our happiness come in all colors
and only the mean ones where boring.

sadistic and self pretentious people snickered at the so called friends and wondered why their lives where miserable
but it didn't matter to the alien girl and the pilgrim.
Friend who where thought as a couple
unworthy, and self entitled minds that came across as clergy

at the end of their highs school years there only came a meeting, a simple tasked was asked once more,

"how long is it until your leaving, "

"ummm,"

lets say this that all good people are losers, jokes, and not worthy of wining, that's instinct justifying it self as what it is
to be spiteful and deceiving
be a jerk, you still be an ass anyway
be as greedy as you could be, be monster for as far as you know it, their is no such things as good endings

but this pilgrim was mindful and very kind heart'd,
he knew for a fact that the story would end as it started, saying goodbye
with breath real quickly
as both departed and contrived
they continue on with their journey.