micro manager

I don't understand why I do this.
Why can't I just be normal?

I spaz out too much. Dwell on my grades too often. And plan for a future that is not promised.
I analyze what shouldn't be thought of. I read what isn't normal. I become infatuated with the ugly, forgotten, or the odd.

I'm not normal. And when I say normal, I refer to the majority of the teenagers and people and children in America. Those who float by in life, not questioning not making an attempt to understand. I could never fathom leading a life, where you don't try to control every aspect. Where you don't make an effort to understand.


I'm tired of thinking. I'm going to bed.