Normie Peep

Campaign: The Mind

Darkness

Is it normal to feel the walls cave in,

to feel like everything you do is just as small and insignificant as everything else?

Is it normal to imagine what would happen if you just jumped,

if anyone would even remember you?

Is it normal to think that you’re in a TV show,

but you’re the side-piece?

Is it normal to feel shards of glass piercing you,

every time you smile or say, “I’m fine,” just to let those words gnaw on your heart?

What would it be like to be free like a bird?

To shed off stress as easily as snakes shed off skin?

Would I be able to escape?

Or is life just a hopeless maze,

written for me to fail in every single way?

People say I’m weird for thinking like this,

so I hide in the shadows behind my words.

People laugh awkwardly,

and say I have a different mindset.

They just can’t say I’m weird,

because they can’t afford to hurt someone's feelings.

They think that makes them better,

but really, it just hurts people in another way.

But what if life was just a joke,

like a tunnel where you see the light but never reach it?

Like it’s just waiting for the right moment,

to make you trip, for you to fall on your face?

To make you embarrassed,

to make you burn in shame?

Like you deserve it,

every snide comment that it makes?

Recent Posts