Being Normal
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The world has a way
of changing people,
and killing people
who want to be themselves.
But who gets to decode what is normal?
or abnormal?
Kids getting teased
because they don't
speak, or think,
or sound, or act
like others?
Or those who grow up
being called names
as if stupid was the stick
and fatty, the stone.
So the "abnormal" children
grew believing that there
was, and is something wrong with them.
And the weird part is that they themselves don't see it.
and they sit in the middle of the field
emptying their hearts
of the names and memories
to feel nothing
while the others, ran in the sun
because they knew they were favored and loved.
Many grew up taught that they were regular
and those different shouldn’t be included.
And though teachers say
that everyone is the same,
one is given a hug
while the other is told
to "get over it".
But though the "regulars" are off
enjoying life normally,
normal is mainstream.
We can bask in our weirdness.
Because we are special,
and special is amazing.
We are the underdogs,
and we are not what we are called.
We are the world’s greatest humans.
and to be human, isn't that enough?