If you call me normal
But they say insane
Which is it then?
I’ve grown up with you
But they have
Charts and Doctors
What do I believe?
You put my feelings
My actions my pleads
All into mind
They see into my brain
Do they know what I am?
This is normal for me
I feel fine and free
They want to inspect
How it is that I work
What makes me tick
What makes me feel
But you make me feel
You make me see
You are the reason
I plead and I cry
I won’t give
That satisfaction
Of letting them have
You,
You
Are
My
Normal
They cannot see
They cannot see
The normal that is me