There’s this odd lingering thought
I’ve been swirling around in my head
That I have no idea how I am
I don’t know if I’m doing well
How would I?
I’ve been sick with this affliction
As long as I can remember
Is there such thing as a “normal” person?
What is it like to be sane?
To not fear your own mind?
To not be tortured by your thoughts?
What’s it like to want to get out of bed?
Or to not have to numb yourself to function?
I suppose I’m doing well
I smile often
As long as others are around
I’m doing well at school
When I can make myself do the work
My job is great
When I can get myself there on time
So I don’t know
Is that normal?