NORMAL...
I Am NORMAL... Just like the rest of you...
But I am treated differently, unlike the way I wish to be...
I am given everything, while others have nothing...
I am loved and cherished, while some do not have such happiness...
But many over-look this, only noticing who I am...
They only see the title and privilege, not the human-side...
They oogle and obsess over my face, they cry at my death...
I suppose those are normal re-actions but to me, they are not...
They wish themselves to be like me...
It is not all that it is cracked up to be...
Sure... I had a loving family.. NORMAL in every aspect...
But people still over-look such aspects, and only see the title...
Many do not like to think that I was NORMAL...
Many wish to see me as a saint, when I was truly not...
Many turn the other way when their saintly poster-boy had a flaw...
Who can imagine a life of riches... when NORMAL people can be happy without...
No one cared to see a NORMAL boy, with NORMAL clothes, NORMAL sisters...
NORMAL parents, NORMAL family, NORMAL everything...
No one wants to see the NORMAL-side of life that was mine...
They only want to see the scuplted face... the memorable eyes...
All I wish to be is NORMAL...