I laughed about my injury today
I tried to think what “normal” was and failed
I wondered what the “normal” folk would say
if asked what they thought “normalcy” entailed
I hate to think that “normal” is my goal
I’d rather strive for Beauty, there I find
the friends who’ve been attracted to my soul
who’s love can calm and bring me peace of mind
I wonder what I used to be and why
I don’t fit in with “normal” anymore
I know that thought’s important so I try
to check my laughter at the “normal” door.
I know my thoughts and injury are real
But I will save some thoughts for when I heal.

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