I was never meant to be prom queen

Never popular

Barely "normal"

Many friends

But never best

Another face in the crowd

A forgotten name

A year book post easily erased

Strange on purpose

Ignoring social norms

I wore what I wanted

Didn't care what others thought

I have been abandoned

Abused

Criticized

Bullied

Yet I stood

Defiant against them

Refusing to be a statistic

That was why I wrote

To free these dark thoughts

To cleanse my soul

And purge ugliness

To keep me sane

And happy

And retain my empathy