The First Fifty Pages Of Me by Nailinthewall

Normal

I'm not normal but just not the same.

My smile is easy to aquire but my anger is a slowly brewing storm.

I forgive and forget so easily.

I'm a rule follower and so damn rebellious.

I am loud in my head and quiet out loud.

I like living in the moment but hate being in it.

I'm weird but you don't have to know me to know it.

People like me and people don't. 

I listen but I also purposely ignore.

Everything around me screams back-the-fuck-up and look-away.

I look like geek but all I am is lazy.

My hair is long, yet short.

I fucking hate the rain and the wind and the sun. 

I like people who hate me for unknown reasons.

I hate it when people don't realise that I'm making fun of them.

I'm sarcastic but openly honest.

I am addicted to escaping but I just end up running at reality.

I do work out of habit but I don't want to. 

I hate people for what they do to others but love how they ignore me.

I detest cool people just for the fact their cool.

I like being around happy people, just so I can ingest their happiness.

I can't stand confusion but people always confuse me, so it's never far.

I want to be forgotten, so I try to sit completely still and become invisible.

People who I've known for years don't remember I'm here.

I just give a fuck what I think, everyone else can go judge someone who actually cares.

I ain't innocent but everyone thinks I am.

I embarrass myself but when I'm tired or hungry I don't mind.

What the heck is normal anyway?