To live with normality,
You take it all for granted.
To just be forward faced,
Upright, both feet planted.
It's not until you couldn't stand,
Keeled over in the dark.
That you would truly recognize,
The contrast was so stark.
Hatred for the morning sun,
Because of what it meant.
Battling depressions waves,
Shoes heavy with cement.
Resenting life's unpredicted turns,
While ignoring the road itself.
Your own mind dealing blows,
To your life and to your health.
But there will come a day,
When you free yourself of chains.
Sever self-imposed bindings.
Your life you will reclaim.
There is no real benchmark,
Find what normal means to you.
Cherish life and what you have.
I'm happy normal, how about you?
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