normal

aspirations to be normal

but what does it mean

to be just that?

 

to me it is

tears streaming down my face

face against the cold marble bench

gaze fixed, stone like

still body

busy mind

 

to me it is

constant sickness

a hive of anxiety

disgust

whizzing away

creating a residual stickiness

 

to me it is

a gyre of avoidance

self sabotage

fictionary control

and at the very centre

inept self worth

 

aspirations to be normal?

i’d rather have aspirations

to be me

 

 

 

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