What Is Normal Anyway?
I spend many days contemplating all kinds of things,
My own inner thoughts,
life and all that it brings.
Do i think freely? Am i controlled?
By all that has made me,
what ive been tought and what ive been told.
From all the days i spend wondering, i reach no conclusions,
i guess thats just life, full of confusuions.
The key is to divert from all that is grim,
to take life as it comes,
to take knocks on the chin.
When you feel issolated in all that you think,
take comfort from knowing so does the shrink.
It's a fact of life we all are unique,
we started as a mould but we found courage to speak.
Dont allow others to judge or think you insane.
Our minds are beautiful they should not feel restrain.
The world would be dull if we all were the same.
Strive to be different,
make it your aim!
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