What is it that defines
a normal person
is it something we have
spent our whole life rehearsing
so as not to be judged
for being different
to live our lives in a way
that can be regarded
as insignificant.
Is it normal to always
want to run and hide
or not know what
it is to have some pride.
Am I the only
who feels this way
and does it make me abnormal
if I never have anything to say.
What do I have to do
to be regarded as unique,
do I have to be good looking
and have the perfect physique.
Would that enable me
to stand out in a crowd
and when I wanted to speak,
I could shout it out loud.
It is not as if I am
in search of attention
it’s just every now and then
I would appreciate a little affection.

I love how your poems are food for thoughts.. They always make me think and its a very great amazing distraction. I love this poem. Thanks for sharing
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Thank you for the kind words.
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