Alone they sit in the confides,
The corner of the room,
They who are just cast aside,
To face impending doom.
But can we understand their world,
Today’s decaying race,
To talk would be to join their ranks,
We’d simply take their place.
To live you must cherish your life,
And always be yourself,
Do not change to suit others,
This illness known as health.
Normal is the toxic which,
Flows through too many’s veins,
United we must find a cure,
To free them from these reigns.
Normal seems to be boring,
Who would want to be
Just like all the other ones,
Who fear things said by me?
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