Not Normal

What is normal? I have skin, eyes to see, a nose to smell, a mouth to eat, ears to hear the songs I love. Normal but feel like extraterrestrials from above. I yearn to travel to places I have never seen. Will I feel normal when I go across sea? I understand people more than most. Because of that I observe and seem invisible like I'm a ghost. I dress pretty normal for a lady. Put mismatching socks slouchy hat maybe. My eyes are big, honest, and kind. Maybe normal isn't a thing I can find. Unique as I am is beautiful too. At least I'm genuine, yes it's true. I love chasing sunsets like a gypsy. Nature calls making me shifty. I see through people and know their heart. I'm sensitive not normal and accepting myself is a start. I'm creative, an artist, a writer, a poet. At least I am me and I know it.