Normal is absence of individuality.

Take all that you have,
And turn it into something you would miss if
Somebody threw that brick, shattered all
I can hear the sirens ringing
Exhaust pipes screaming
And that's when it happened
The caress of the path less traveled
Simply missing in action, and I
I awake now two years later
Exposed under the light
And I cannot find myself
I've become someone else your plans

I tried to scrub away the feel of his skin on mine,
every night i rubbed my skin hoping it would go away,
but it will always be there.
i was only eight



Those rapists eyes,
so brilliant. their soft and delicate faces,
seeming as if they could tell no lies

And i'm a black rainbow and i'm an ape of god, i got a face thats made for violence upon. I'm a teen distortion; survived abortion; A rebel from the waist down