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
Oct 21, 2020
Oct 21, 2020 at 12:54 AM UTC
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
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