There is no way to explain The splitting shriek of the pain And still, I know, it was no fault of mine But these thoughts continue to take up all my time
I can’t help from thinking I will never be normal again Because I was only just surviving when your memories came around And burned everything I had to the ground.
I wanted to be normal safe in my own mind I wanted to live quietly and never forced to fear Half the population That we’re all raised near
And I know still It can not be all. But in your society, Or what you call, it is far too normal. And I still am left wondering When will be the next time
But now I guess I’m normal As normal as can be. You don’t want to be normal. Normal just like me.
Andrew W. 1-29-20
All Poems are in chronological order from earliest to latest. For reference, my birth date is 3/24/05.