Normal

“Normal” is not a word too many use to describe me.

Its more like “there is not one word, you’re just unique”.

Marcus told me I was neat, like a crayon box.

I dunno?

Sometimes I’m just so weird people think I’m fucking crazy.

Spaced out in my own special places, I’m always in dazes.

And yes Hundley, its awesome on this planet.

My thoughts are as deep as the ocean.

My hopes are as high as the sky.

My greatest wish is to grow wings and fly.

I never limit myself in what I do, places I want to go.

The edge is my “Home Sweet Home”

I want someone to keep me on my toes.

Keep me anticipating for more.

Take me somewhere I’ve never been before.

There is no exact destination, lets just be in it for the adventure.

And about anything, I’m never exactly sure.

Sometimes there is no point to the things I do.

Hell, I confuse myself more than I do you.

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amanda lvnar 9th grade approx. 2002