In Space, No One Can Hear You Cry

I am a non-critical system
Stuck on an overcritical rock
Lacking the skills, knowledge or training
To qualify as an astronaut
But could I be a passenger?
Stowaway or cargo?
Baggage?
In space no one can hear you cry
I smile and mouth the word goodbye
I’ll seek out a colony
Whichever one will take me
Take me to the stars
An object in motion stays in motion
An object at rest stays at rest
Sound waves can’t travel in a vacuum
And nobody passes my empathy test
But I don’t need an audience
Loneliness beats ignorance any day
In space no one can hear you cry
A satellite to resupply
I’ll survey the galaxy
Hitchhiking from rover to rover
Take me to the stars
In space no one can hear you cry
Self-conscious of their naked eyes
If you join in my fantasy
I promise to accept you