There is no such thing as normal

Take cupid's arrow out of my heart and heal its wounds

Looking at the far away stars, reminded of my bleeding scars

The memories come flooding back and suddenly I'm alone again

Everyone has a twin. some are born with theirs while others find them in a best friend

Everyone has a different fight. A different wound that keeps them bleeding.

-smile empty soul

There's a hole in my heart and I don't know why.

-sum 41

Slit your wrist
Hope to die
Won't exist
Hear them cry

You say no one cares
But I was always there
Now I feel the same
And you're the one to blame

(might turn it in to a poem)

Who gets to say what's normal?