Normal

Am I happy? Or do I pretend... do I put up with bullshit because I really want to, or because I’m used to it ? Do I know what I want versus what I need? What is it that I really want... life is hard. But your decisions make it even harder. What do I do ? Idk honestly I don’t. I want to just feel at peace. I want to genuinely smile and mean it. I want to hold my best friends hand and know everything’s going to be okay. I want to kiss my little sister goodnight. I want to play the sport that’s got me through everything I’ve ever been through. I want to live, and enjoy life. I want to feel alive. I want to be able to control my feelings. I want to be what they call “normal”

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

Comments

Achelous

I really felt this poem. normal is over rated but it doesn't stop me from wanting it.

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