You wish you were normal

You wish you were normal
having those friends getting high
only to add pleasure no cry
but these folk contemplate you subnormal.

Guardians abstruse towards your plight
they see your actions as immoral
you're always wrong so stay quite
you want others without quarrel.

You wished you could be informal
left you no choice but to lie
texting and yearning for a reply
your lust is anything but colourful.

You crave for your days bright
the blade and skin conformal
everybody around are always alright
their life is nothing but floral.

Carousing under party light
fulfilling the life of a mortal
instead lurking immolation paranormal
like the ghosts of friends i deprive.