What You See As Normal, I Just Don't See
i'm tired of getting told,
that sex is just a normal thing,
why do i have such a problem with it?
it's a natural thing to enjoy,
everything that was normal,
to me it just not normal,
to live life being afraid,
of the one thing, sex,
i can't get my mind around that,
i can't see it as something normal,
the first time i was introduced to it,
i was a child,
a freakin child,
i didn't have a choice,
sometimes it feel like,
i still don't have a choice,
ppl may tell me i do,
but they just don't get it,
how trapped i feel in my body at times,
my mind and body are seperated,
sometimes things don't feel real,
times like these i wonder why try,
why continue to fight a battle,
that don't seem to be worth finishing?
poem by Mona Martinez
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poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Love is hard
What happens when you have to say goodbye
do everything just go back to normal
well i can't do because im already intangled
in the mist of the love i feel for you
is it normal
to fall for a guy who already has one week
one week left to seem me
untill he leaves for college
to go his separate ways
is it normal
for me to cry at his graduation
for me to break down
when i only began to know him
is it normal
for me to be jealous of the thought of future girls
when i know that we cant be together anymore
love is the best and worst thing tha can ever happen
love is hard
is it normal
poem by Jasmine Jorden
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I'm trying to be open, but the past keep creeping in
i'm only human,
don't get mad,
i don't feel normal,
but i'm doing the best i can,
what you want is this perfect girl,
i don't think i will ever be her,
i'm a girl who numb her feeling,
just so i won't have to feel the pain,
the problem is not really you,
nor is it me,
i was delt a bad hand,
in this thing we call life,
i want to be what you see in me,
it just hard,
when my feelings over take my mind,
i freeze up,
but it's hiding behind my smile,
i don't let you see,
becuz i'm afraid that if i do,
you won't look at me,
the way you have been,
that look you get in your eyes,
is what makes me want to be a better person,
you see, what i'm too blind to see,
and yet, i'm worried that you might judge,
judge me for a past, i had no control over,
it makes me sick to think,
a grown guy can do that to a child,
turn them into their sex puppet,
it makes me sick just thinking about it,
but in my eyes i'm looking at you,
as if you are my abuser,
you are nothing like him,
and yet i'm so afraid to let you in,
let you get close,
i tell myself things that are not true,
just so i have a way out,
a way out of feeling the thing from the past,
but no matter what,
i'm pulled back into your charm,
who can resist?
i love your personality,
but it's what triggering my past memories,
i feel like i'm not normal,
becuz i'm afraid of anything sexual,
it shouldn't have to be this way,
but sadly it is,
i guess all i can say is,
i'm only human,
i don't always have to be perfect,
i can only be me,
it wasn't my fault,
what happened in my past,
all i can do is move on and learn.
poem by Mona Martinez
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Returning to South Carolina meant getting a normal job in a normal town with normal people and marrying a normal person. I wanted the glamour and opportunity of the world.
quote by Donna Rice
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Lost and Confuse In My Thoughts
i see guys as just wanting one thing,
sex,
it's seem to be all they think about,
and all they want from a girl,
don't know why i continue to punish myself,
i know i don't deserve this,
but at the same time,
i love the high that i get,
maybe that why i'm not relationship materal,
i can't handle being with just one guy,
i need to feel alive in the relationship,
and just having that one that cares for me,
start to feel suffocating at times,
they know all about you,
your good and your bad,
well i even share that much,
at times i feel like i'm living,
two different lives,
one where i be this perfect girlfriend,
nothing bothers me,
i know what i want kind of person,
than the other life is,
i'm anything you like,
personality and all,
i become there dream girl,
transform into what guys like,
the dream world seems so much better than reality,
reality has too many problems,
i hate being this girl,
i feel like a girl that got lost,
when she was trying to find her way through life,
confused, lonely, used,
what more can i add,
this don't feel like living,
but i'm so numb,
i don't even know what to feel,
and yet it's a life, i continue to live,
it feels normal,
how do you learn to love,
when feeling certain emotions feel wrong,
i feel like i'm broken,
and nobody can put me back together.
poem by Mona Martinez
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Do Not Mind The Volume, I Do Not Mind It At All Too...
do not criticize me for the quantity
i do not mind, it is the most normal thing that happens
in the ordinariness of my
life,
true, we are weighed, we are not counted,
because the numbers do not matter at all
i know that perfectly
but do not worry, do not make it a problem at all
because it is the most normal even that happens
in the most ordinary day of my life,
i, too long, for the One,
the God of Quality, the One that perhaps the whole of this
galaxy shall seek and
worship and hence cannot ever forget
but honestly, what is the use of the One
when you do not allow me to speak my Mind anymore?
what is the use of those streams of
consciousness
if in the last years of my life
i shall offer you only a single line
must it sound to be the best
epitaph of the
Tutankhamen Tomb?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Just A Normal Day
Rd- woke up cryin with the break of dawn, and,
I looked up and the sky,
The air was still, yet all the leaves were falling,
Can you tell me why?
Rh- well, I just dont know the reason,
I dont know what to say,
It just seems a normal day,
And, Ive got to live my own life,
I just cant spare the time,
But, youve got strange things on your mind
Rd- well, I just feel ,that every minutes wasted,
My life is unreal,
And anyway, I guess, Im just not rated,
At least twice, thats how I feel
Rh- well, I just dont know the reason,
I dont know what to say;
It just seems a normal day
And, Ive got to live my own life,
I just cant spare the time;
But, youve got strange things on your mind.
Rd- eat a lot, sleep a lot,
Passing the time away,
Maybe Ill find my way,
Who am I kidding?
Yes, its just myself.
song performed by by Supertramp
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Alone
It's what I always think
It's why I see red everynight
Alone is how I feel every minute of the day
It's etched in my skin
So deep I can't get it out
Maybe it's how I'm supposed to be
Maybe just maybe I'll live a normal life
What is normal anyway?
I used to think normal was overrated
What changed?
I grew up and now it's all makeup and boys
I used to be my own person
Not caring what people thought
But now all I care about is makeup and trying to get guys to like me
I wish I could go back to that time when I was Alone and tell my self it will all be okay soon
I will move and I'll want this feeling to go away
I don't want to feel Alone anymore
I cry everynight before I go to bed
I cut deeper and deeper everytime the blade hits my skin
When will it end?
When will I be able to say I overcame my bad childhood?
I won't be able to because I'm
ALONE
poem by Marissa Ford
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The Normal Person
'They taste funny, says the child who doesn't want to take his daily pills.
Am I not functional without them? '
'Yes says his father, who is slightly irritated by his son question.
You will take them.
For they will make you a 'Normal' person.'
'Dad, the boy sequels with utmost curiosity!
What is 'Normal'?
Well son, 'Only where people exhibit similarities can normal exist.',
in admired manner he says.
'How boring', the child slurs with his tongue sticking out of his mouth.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Soldiers Heart
sir
i am no normal person
i was no normal child
brought up in the country
one view in my mind
this country we live in
this place we call home
this is my england
with honour to the thrown
i'd fight for queen and country
if the call was made
i'd fight under the flag
this is my way
people think im crazy
people think im mad
this is no normal heart
it is the heart of the soldier
born and bred a soldier
the title i never took
instead im known as police officer
a baton is my rifle
different colour uniform
my boots the same as all the soldiers
my heart the sames as theirs
so when you ask me my name sir
the reply that you will get
i am but a soldier sir
and that i will never forget
Am Going Crazy (And Every One Knows)
Am going crazy
And I know that
Trying to act normal
While every one knows there is some thing wrong
I can hear them whispering
Saying that girl is crazy
So by acting normal I was just fooling my self
I never knew what normal is
And I believe no one in this world dose
So we all are crazy some how
poem by Aliyah Aliyah
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Lies My Abuser Told Me
my abuser said,
nobody would ever love me,
i believed him,
so i pushed ppl away,
he said i was to blame,
i believed it,
becuz i was just a kid,
he said i was his special little girl,
i felt like it at times,
but it was not worth the pain i feel now,
he said nobody will believe me,
he was right,
nobody did believe me at the time,
he said i was only good for one thing,
i believed him,
i was his special little girl,
he said i was pretty,
it was the reason he liked me alot,
and treated me differently,
he said and he told me,
all of these things plus more,
i was a child,
it was hard to figure out,
what was right and wrong,
when you consently being told,
do you trust me?
there should be no problem,
but these words still ring in my mind,
how can i trust somebody,
who leaves me in pain when we done?
how can i trust somebody,
who force a child to do something,
they clearly don't want to do?
how can you trust somebody,
who continue to put you down,
just so you feel like you doing something wrong,
how can you trust somebody,
who gives a child a beer just so she will loosen up?
when tears were falling down my face,
and i was begging you to stop,
did you even ease up just once?
no you didn't,
you forced my head down on you,
and told me to stop crying,
who does that?
you selfish prick,
i hope you rot in hell.
poem by Mona Martinez
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Living in recession
I can’t tell you right now
What I am feeling
But I can tell you one thing that nothing is going well
I saw a picture yesterday
Actually I didn’t understand that
Full of bright colors and lines
Most of them are broken
What all these pictures represent
Are they pure art!
Or some artists trying to fool us?
But the thing is that when I stared at the picture
I thought it represents my mind
Full of emotions (nothing relevant!)
Living in recession with your dreams is a stupid thing
You have to step out from your shoes
In order to live a normal life
But what is the relevance of life with out dreams
The second thing I thought yesterday was
Why do people commit suicide
Last month one of my friends hanged himself
In his suicide note he had written;
‘I want to defeat god’
Is it possible to defeat god (god the almighty)
But with my normal capacity I can say that
By committing suicide we are defeating god
(or do we defeat ourselves)
Living in recession is a bad thing
Like thinking about suicide.
poem by Pramod Sen
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Normal
Pain is in proportion to livingness.
The more alive you are,
the more it hurts
to live.
This is normal.
The young hurt most
but mend quickest.
New flesh heals
where old flesh withers.
Young mind feels
pain piercing and deep;
often so deep that of itself it heals;
a child that cries itself to sleep,
cries and forgets in eternal singing.
This too is normal.
Until clinging
enters the heart,
laying up the treasure
of its tears
to be disinterred in later years,
repented at unwanted leisure.
And this is normal.
The prophet said:
“I will give you life more abundant.”
His shadow added:
“And more abundant pain to go with it.”
Quite normal.
Amidst so much normality
the pain is what shines through,
making a mere formality
of what you think you want to do.
Grasping out and feeling pain.
Letting go and letting heal again.
See where the yellow banner is unfurled:
“All is for the Norm
in this most normal of all possible worlds.”
poem by Brian Taylor
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My true story about myself
People stop ordering me around. I am only one person, yet you treat me like I am twelve people. I can only do one thing at a time. I am sorry I am really slow. I am only a child, I'm still trying to be kid while I have a chance. But, you see you people give me the responsibility of an adult. I am tired of ruining my plans, to do adult things. I don't want a perfect childhood but I would like a nice one where I would be able to do teenager things. I want to be a normal child, even if I am not. You people are driving me crazy with all these do this, do that. I'm sorry, but if this a normal childhood, I rather be dead. I feel like that when I try to talk nobody could hear me. I could scream and nody would hear me. I am invisable. Besides who would want to see a girl who has no mother, a father she never sees, who is a nobody, who can't make a difference, who is hideous, who can't do anything right, who is ashamed for everything she is? Sometimes I think about killing myself, actually I do it a lot. It's just I am so tired of being used. I am used one way or the other. I always wonder what would happen if I die. Would anybody care? Would anybody even notice? NO! Yes I know I made mistakes. but isn't the point of life, is make mistakes and learn from them. I know I made a lot, but I would never take any of them back. I don't care anymore about what other people say. I am just so tired of this. I can't live like this much longer. There has to be a change, and quick. To tell you the truth, I even thought about running away. I don't know where I would go. I do know is that I would never return. I'm sick of having responsibility of an adult, and everybody tells me to be a kid. HOW? When I'm constantly cleaning, cooking, cleaning, cooking, school, school, homework, cleaning, cooking? Can I please have a break once in a while. I am begging you. What did I do to deserve this? I think I have a right to know.
poem by Makayla Straight
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It's not the most normal life in the world, but I screw up plenty of times to be a normal teenager.
quote by Mila Kunis
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Rhymes Stop Here
In this world there are two types,
The normal people and the not so normal,
The normal ones are the ones who wear stripes,
Always dressing as they need to be formal.
The not so normal ones,
Act and dress totally nuts,
Some wear dark makeup by the tons,
Some even get the courage or the guts,
To tell you what is right or not.
I stopped rhyming to tell you,
That even though some are different on the outside,
We are all the same on the inside.
Remember this when you sum up the stupid to bully again.
poem by Hannah Eichenauer
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I Realized Why I Hate Rejection
i hate being rejected,
i never understood until today,
it replays in my mind,
the day you told me,
that it was my fault,
it couldn't be the way it was,
when it was you and i,
i was a child,
you put the blame on me,
told me i opened my mouth,
and now things can never be the same,
i was a child,
everything you were doing to me,
just felt so wrong,
i enjoyed the attention,
looking back,
i don't think it was worth it,
there are memories i won't forget,
everything you did to me,
was set in stone,
it will never be undone or erased,
it will remain,
a memory i wish to distroy,
but i can't,
it's a memory and feeling,
that is hard to live with at times,
being told as a child,
that you wasn't good enough,
by a man who had no right,
and yet i'm the one hurting,
it don't feel fair,
you got what you enjoyed,
and i didn't even asked for it,
i was forced into doing it,
what i didn't want to do,
it no wonder i put myself,
in the same exact thing you put me in,
it feels right,
but at the same time,
i'm hallow and numb,
i don't feel nothing,
i'm not even sure if i want to feel something,
because feeling something means,
feeling the deep pain,
i let myself go years trying to forget,
it will all come flooding back,
all the pain is hard,
it don't seem to get easier.
poem by Mona Martinez
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On The Borderline
I HEAR
im bad
im wrong
im ugly
im weak
im not worth the time
im stupid
im crazy
im depressed
im not NORMAL
I FEEL
im bad
im wrong
im ugly
im weak
im not woth the time
im stupid
im crazy
im depressed
im not NORMAL
I AM
im good
im right
im beautiful
im strong
i am worth the time
im smart
im crazy :)
im happy
there is no NORMAL
poem by Alyssa Carrigan
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Feeling Strange
Can you tell me why am I feeling?
Can you tell me why am I feeling?
Tonight I am myself again
I am one as whole
I realise that Im like this
When I look into my soul
I see a confused vessel there
Sitting even though Im not
Under the influence of any
Substance for a shot
No substance for a shot
No substance for a shot
Yeah
Can you tell me why am I feeling
As I were floating in space again yeah
Can you tell me why am I seeing life in a blur
I dont feel, I dont feel normal friend will it even end?
All I have to do to get me into this state
Is to just be left alone
And even then its far too late
My mind begins to wonder
Travel far and beyond
The barriers of human thought
Yeah they break here before too long
Yeah they break here before too long
Yeah they break here before too long
Can you tell me why am I feeling
As I were floating in space again
Yeah
Can you tell me why am I seeing life in a blur
I dont feel - I dont feel normal friend will it even end?
I start thinking overloading
My thought capacity
My vision take em somewhere
Now at great velocity
I cant get out of this Im caught
Please interrupt
Imagination runs away from me
Is it normal to be corrupt
Can you tell me why am I feeling
As I were floating in space again yeah
Can you tell me why am I seeing life in a blur
I dont feel, I dont feel normal friend will it even end?
Can you tell me why?
Can you tell me why?
Can you tell me why?
Can you tell me why?
song performed by by Imogen Heap
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