I am...

I am confused.
I am tired.
I am happy.
I am mad.
I am broken.
I am running.
I am hiding.
I am in pain.
I am sick.
I am fun.
I am a "slut."
I am whatever "they" say I am.
I am weak.
I am strong.
I am a christian.
I am lost.
I am a nobody.
I am addicted.
I am a teenager.


To be normal!?!

I'm sick of being fat.
I'm sick of all the pain.
I'm sick of my name.
I'm sick of my hair.
I just wanna be normal!
I'm sick of the cursing.
I'm sick of the "purging."
I'm sick of steeling money.
I'm sick of changing my hair.
I know it's all to be normal.
I'm sick of not having clothes that fit.
I'm sick of all the blood.
I'm sick of trying and only failing.
I'm sick of all the lying.
I tell myself it's all to be normal.
I'm sick of not being able to think about anything else.
I'm sick of not sleeping, only cleaning.
I'm sick of being weak.
I'm sick of feeling sick.
I ask myself, "All this to be normal?"
I'm sick of all the addictions.
I'm sick of the crazed counselors.
I'm sick of mom being out the money.
I'm sick of all the questions.
All this to be normal? This is NOT normal!