I wear my story on my shirt
Brilliant red like a bloodstain
For all to notice
That there's something different
About how I feel and how I act
Not wrong, but different
I carry my memories like a torch
Shining bright for the world to see
That I've been through it all
Over and back again
And yet, simultaneously, nothing
Compared to some
I tell my mind like it were a song
Eloquent and quiet with all the right words
To make them comprehend
What I'm thinking and what I want
Where I'm going and where I've been
And where I'll never go back
I drag along my pain like a fifty pound weight
Always attached to my ankle
As a nagging reminder
That I've felt the hurt and loss of a human
That i'm not soulless
That there's still hope that I'll be just fine
Normal, even






