I don't want to be normal,
Not in a #relatable I'm so wired,
Look at me sort of way.
No.
I dont to want to be normal,
Because that also means
Can't be treated,
Won't be treated,
Worst of all:
Don't need to be treated,
And ultimately that I can't be helped.
That there is no hope of escape ,
Of my head being broken into,
Attacked,
Yet liberated,
Finally,
Liberated.
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Imploding Outwards
PoetryMy mind from an angle that can only be captured by words, and only once the storm has passed and the sky once again has enough peace to change and mold it's landscape
