I just cracked open that egg of wonder
And that pain is still a reminder
As if their stares were ignorable
What’s done is done, what’s gone is gone
What’s left is right.  Normal is a quest
A dream.  A fear I now remind them
I was able to fake it, once
And blend into the masses
That mask was torn away.
And yet the tide keeps churning

Inspired by a challenge at midweek motif on PoetryBlogRoll

8 thoughts on “Normal

  1. No matter how hard it is, it is always such a good thing once the mask is torn away. I really like this poem. Being authentic and true to oneself sometimes makes for a bumpy ride, but at least we feel good inside our skin. Smiles. Nice to read you at Midweek Motif.

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