i'm not normal
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Sometimes I awake in the night, walk into my parents room, and listen carefully just so I can hear them breathe.
Sometimes I open my window blinds, stare at the clouds, and wonder if someone's staring back.
Sometimes I gaze at my hands, notice their size, and caluculate how many strangers played with my tiny fingers as an infant.
Sometmes I watch people laugh, admire their smiles, and wish everyone could smile to their parents the same way.
Sometimes I just drive, with no place to go, and listen to songs that remind me of being in eighth grade.
Sometimes I smile at strangers, who don't smile back, and hope that gives them a reason to smile at the next stranger they walk past.
Sometimes I hug my dog, listen to his heart beat, and imagine that there's a whole soul in there dying to express itself.
Sometimes I write poems, that are completely about me, and that show how extremely weird I can be.
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I like this one. A lot of those things are original and the ones that aren't quite have a certain individual spin on them. Makes me feel like I'd like to know you.
However, at points it feels a little worn. The title especially, but that kind of thing will go away the more you write.
Overall, I like it :)
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It's always 8th grade that people go back to. What was so good about being 13? I don't know but 13 was a decent year for me as well. I love the nostalgia of the third sentence/line.
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