Is It Normal?

Is it normal that none is normal,

That every question of well-being

Could be answered by a thousand anguished essays,

But makes do with a four-lettered fine,

That each eye has a reason for the hidden tears

That none display and pretend a lark.

Each of us with a vivid woe,

But the reply is forever okay.

Is it normal to not feel normal?

Are we allowed our share of cries?

Is it normal to be seen the happiest one?

Even when your bones shriek silence within.

Is it okay to ignore sometimes?

Is it normal to be selfish?

It is.