I am not quite normal.
And I don’t mean to be. But that’s only on the surface. Only what you can see.
Everyday I fight this battle that burns inside of me. Sometimes it is not as simple as it should be….
I don’t know, we’ll just have to wait and see.
What’s right? What’s wrong? Seems so gray to me!
Searching for the defining point may be the death of me.
Or my tragedy.