Celeste Whaley - Not Normal

I've lost all control of my thoughts
People think im crazy
My family doesnt accept me
And I hate me
In what way can I be liked?
None, for I am the one that speaks what I think
A projectile person of past events
The one that gets stared at, and pointed at as they laugh
They will not accept me
For I am the one they call 'different'
The confidant black woman
Who is also a child

Celeste Whaley

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