It feels so normal to be so unhinged that people call me out for doing nothing. to be so crazy that everyone who knows me has to be crazy too. for everyone not like me to stare, point, and whisper. Surprised how nobody called the cops yet. It feels so normal to just, not be normal. It's comfortable to be unhinged, to be me
So why do people try to shackle me when I feel best? To control me with rules and expectations that nobody will fulfill.
"She's a menace!"
"Snake!"
"Violent"
"What is wrong with her?"
"Why do you laugh like that?"
"Why do you act like this?"
"Watch your words"
They think I give a fuck that I might be crazy. No, I'm not. Because it's normal for me and my ragtag group of friends.
it feels like suffocating in society. I may be an extrovert, but people are too much if they are "normal". Ew ew ew ew.
There is no air to breathe. Outside is polluted, inside the people aren't people anymore. they aren't themselves anymore
So all I can do is stay in my bubble, join my friends bubble, and split back into my own.
Then I can breathe in my own world. With my own friends. Where I can be me
It's funny, society
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