When I try to go to sleep, it never turns out as planned.
These are the thoughts racing in my head that are just too weird, deep, or silly not to share them.
There really is nothing more to it.
I learnt the hard way that wanting to be normal is just wishful thinking. More specifically when I found out who my dad really was. Then again, having a child while I was still a kid myself already sealed the deal on being anything but normal.
But I was happy, for a moment. Until I was introduced to an entirely new world or worlds that I wish I wasnt apart of but now its impossible to avoid.