Into my Insanity

Normal

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What is normal?

I don't think anyone knows what the "normal" human is. Is it how we act out or how we can love someone unconditionally?

Or is it how we think everyone should be?

I walk throughout a place I call "home". But what is a home? It's simply just a place to live in while you are alive. For some people, this "home" as they call it is Hell itself, being pushed around or being told what to do by an abusive or alcoholic parent.

Honestly, the world as we know is so corrupted, that we could one day have a falling out where no one is safe.

Maybe normal is just the average human being and one' s way of thinking.

Who knows, I might be the really normal one and all the average people are crazy.

I asked my mom what "normal" was. She couldn't answer me because in all honesty, she doesn't know.
She told me that I was "trying" to be weird.
I'm not trying to be, it's who I am in the first place. She doesn't believe in anything I do with my personality.
I'm beginning to think that she doesn't know the "real" me at all.