Someone once asked me Why aren’t you a normal girl? Well I guess I’m not a normal girl. Normal girls don’t beat up people. Normal girls don’t get angry like me. Normal girls don’t cry when they’re alone Feeling lonely And wishing it was easier to reach out So, ya I’m not your regular girl But you know what I am? A fighter. A believer. A wanderer. I am a woman. And if you don’t like it Get the hell out.