31 de enero de 2011

I was intrigued by the unknown

I told myself, 'All I want is a normal life'. 
But was that true? I wasn't so sure

Because there was a part of me that enjoyed hating school, 
and the drama of not going, the potential consequences whatever they were.
I was intrigued by the unknown
I was even slightly thrilled that my mother was such a mess. 
Had I become addicted to crisis? 
I traced my finger along the windowsill.
 'Want something normal, want something normal, 
want something normal', I told myself.

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