Poem #9

I have long been told I am different
and the world is normal
and ever since I have had trouble fitting in.
Yet, as I pace around my room
high on things that I have consumed,
my eyes wide like silver dollars
and my teeth running circles around my collar.
My hands can't help but to stay in motion
like the waves in the ocean.
I have come to realize I am the normal one
and the world is different.
It needs to fit into me
because when i'm like this
I'm in my own world.

And now I am spun
and the world is crashing down
and, and I think I'm done.
Reality is slapping me in the face
and I've had an epiphany.
I am different and I can't escape it
but I wont conform or change.
Keep on keeping on is exactly my plan
I wont deter from it for no woman or man.
I don't like sitting still and my legs wont allow it
the feeling of my heart almost exploding
has me captivated and consumed.
Two or three lines at a time
I am going to change the world
and I swear to God i will find myself out.