I’m not objective. how could I be? Always my own cheerleader. Everything’s great, I’ve got this, No problem. Fake it till you break it. Sit down, strap up, and hold on. It’s not... You don’t... you’re hurt... It’s ok, the good news is, You’re normal.
Normal sucked me in, then spit me out. It tempted me With all its glory, It’s fun, And careless temper. The way it looked at me, And let me fall asleep at night. It took away my dreams. And everything in between. Then normal hit me square in the face What had happened, What it … Continue reading Normal – April 9, 2019