(Ab) 'Normal'

Known some acidic people,
Known some dope youths,
Made some mistakes,
More than a few.

What I know is this:
The only thing we leave,
are bits of ourselves,
Our spirits scattered and lingering in the anxious mist...

While our bodies live on,
In their physical form,
Our minds consume a cosmic reality..
So what is the real normal?

Known some acidics,
Known many dopes,
Made a few corrections,
Forever discounting my imperfections.

But that doesn't stop me,
From trying to reach, 
doesn't suppress me
These lessons, they teach me.

I don't preach too much,
Because I know my normal,
is different in such
a way that my normal is your

abnormal

But maybe that's what makes me, me, and you, you.
I may be wrong, but from what I've learnt,I know this to be true.