Normal Teenage Girl

Screaming,

It echoes through my head

Each word brought back from the dead.

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I want to scream as well,

To cut through my well-protected shell.

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But yet my lips do not move,

For I cannot bring myself

To be murdered where I stand

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For I have not ventured

From my shell

For many a frightful year.

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Oh, what I would give to be normal girl,

Without a care in the world.

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Oh, what I would give to be a normal teenage girl,

Who has never hidden beneath her shell.

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The screaming with stay with me,

For many another frightful year.

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And no normality will come,

For my shell with not break down,

And I will never be

"A Normal Teenage Girl"