Abnormal

I know that I look normal on the outside as normal as one could be but on the inside I 'm as abnormal for the things that are bothering me
I'm bothered by the abnormalcy of me seeing what's surrounding my life and knowing that I am caught up in the anger and definitely all of the strife

My inward parts are floating on the shelves of disharmony recognizing the pain pinching them while functioning minimally
My stomach screams to churn the food that once satisfied my soul but now it turns a steady flow of junk food ever so cold
Cold from hearts of hatred and violence thrown my way in the worse and vilest form my heart, ears and eyes can hardly take

Abnormal is what I call this phase for my pace has even changed from emotions running wild each day to going to remembering my name
The world I live is abnormal but normal to the groups at large who feel like taking away my peace just to be in charge

I want the days of yesteryears to bring my normalcy on track for the way that things are going now have me always watching my back  
You wonder where the enemy is but he keeps an  invisible no show until you step out to play again and then the attacks they come and go

What is normal anyway when I see the right called wrong and then I have to ask myself of the abnormalcy I belong
So maybe I am not abnormal just adjusting to help me survive this rat race that have invaded my space in this place I call my life. 

I'll break my shell to anyone I see and know is true for I have an inside echo that tells me what to do
It's normal but abnormal for it's strange to those unknown and whenever I am ready to change the tone the violence around me must be gone.