tHe nOrMs

I'm surrounded by the norms...
Church-going, happy soberites;
coldly glancing at the freak in the cage...
Bubbly, laughing norms,
discussing what they watched on TV...
They have no visible troubles,
other than what to ware..
My life spills on the floor,
as I try to hide in the open air...
I hear their hushed whispers, as I enter the room...
Maybe they were just talking about how to make violets bloom...
I'm paranoid and nervous around these alien life forms...
They follow the rules and drive new cars...
I am the freak, and they are the norms...