Her Own Normal

 “She had a gypsy soul and a warrior spirit. She made no apologies for her wild heart. She left normal and regular to explore the outskirts of magical and extraordinary. And she was glorious.” Michelle Rose Gilman

She never wanted to be normal. What she wanted
Was to be wild and crazy, but in her eyes that was
Perfectly okay. It was never in her blood

To have a calm heart. She did not want applause.
She always wanted to roam and be set free.
She did not care if people’s jaws

Hit the floor or not. She wanted to be airy
And full of light. She still had this fire to her
That nobody else had. She wanted so badly

To prove people wrong. She had this desire to stir
Everything up until everything became so mixed
And jumbled together so that everything became a blur.

She is not looking to be mended or fixed
So she can look like everybody else. She is meant
To be broken and tangled. She always nixed

The idea of being completely normal. She is spent
And tired of living up to all the high standards.
She wants every part of life to have a dent

And cracks. She did not want to go backwards
In time when the past is in the past and she
Was never looking for the correct answers.

She is not looking for mistakes. She just wanted to be
A part of something new, fresh and out of the box.
That woman will always be the whole part of me.