Normal

Millions of kids sit alone, day by day, not knowing what to say or do, or if they should grow up to be just like you.

It seems every so often a new monster is born and it's torn between whether it should help them or destroy them, but you know it's not your fault.

It's never the fault of the person who raised them, fed them, cleaned them, because you did the best job that you could, and they are grateful, they really are, but sometimes you just have to listen.

Does your child scream for your help in silent ways in the days spent alone locked away, tormented by their own mental images that they can't stop, nor can they run away from?

You have the nerve to cry "PHONY" while they lie in their beds, clutching a pillow, only tears and blood on their minds, but it's fine, because there's no way it could be you, or your child who isn't "normal."

All I can say is WAKE UP. Everyone's got demons who are screaming to get out, but not everyone lets them get the best of their lives, but who cries when they die?

Who will be the one clutching the corpse of the child they ignored all of those years?

Society said you had to do this or that to pass this class, but in the end it's nothing you wanted to be bothered with.

So it's your kid on the evening news, and your kid who now has a group on the internet, in memoriam that reads "Rest In Piece".

Even though they cried oh please, oh please help me, I am dying.

These cries go ignored and that's why they wind up on the floor, bleeding out all of their pain, and what do you have to gain from the accepting looks of the other parents at Church?

You allow your children to be hidden behind masks they call "normal".

Now their ghosts haunt you.