Teen Mutant

I spend my time in my room. Wishing that no one knew. What kind of freak God made me. What kind of loser I am. I wish and I wish to be normal. But my prayers are never answered. My wishes never come true. Cause I am a teenage mutant. What in the world can I do. In years to come I will realize that my powers will help me to grow. That the teasing and searing will teach me exactly what I must know. But for now I sit and I wonder what life would have been if I had just been normal. If I had been just like him.