Norms

How about you don't tell me what I think?
You know what I believe, based on your "norms"?
Something which doesn't apply to me...something you fought,but forgot it seems...I could not care any less for the norm...my spirit is steeped in anarchy...it has been stirred from a long slumber,only recently...hurdling boundaries and borders...a bundle of repressed energy.
Is that sick?
Because it's beautiful to me.
Not an incapacity...or a lack of sleep.