They will look at you,
You look normal,
Soft skinned,
Young teenage girl,
Beautiful,
Possibly stunning,
You can talk normally,
Act normal,
Feel normal!


Though as a girl you fear,
You fear what that place can bring,
The look on the faces of strangers,
When they find out that you are:
One of them!

Some will run away from you,
Some will look at you like you are crazy,
Some will tell their friends to stay way from you,
That is how you get bullied,
That is how rumors start.

But its not like we killed some one,
  We are not crazy,
We really are normal!