7 Day Writing Prompt Challenge: Prompt #4 Random Word of the Day

I must admit I had no idea what to write for this day. I just started work so I haven't had a lot of time to write as I had hoped and as I wrote in my last post, out of respect for 9/11 I thought it would be best not to post anything for the challenge. But I finally wrote Day 4 and although it's short, I hope you all will enjoy!

Estranger

Estranger: the one who estranges another.
She wouldn’t consider herself an estranger.
But who would ever admit something like that?
Admit that they refuse to talk to someone who loves them?
Why would anyone want to estrange another?
Maybe that person they used to love betrayed them?
Maybe they just didn’t want to love that person anymore?
But doesn’t everyone want to continue loving people?
Was she just as cold hearted as people thought she was?
Questions and more questions.
One after another.
……
More questions unaswered.
So why is she the estranger?

We All Try: An Original Poem

We all try day by day to be this illusion we call normal. But normal is not what we consider normal.
Normal is bizarre or strange or every crazy thing in this world .
We try so desperately to be perfect the we forget that we are normal. That we are imperfect.
Imperfect,
Unique,
Yet beautiful individuals.
We concentrate so much on being more creative, more beautiful, more perfect that we forget to do that thing that makes us happy. To do what we enjoy.
We concentrate so much on Fitting in we forget to be individual.
We have so much hate in all of us.
We forget to love and forgive.
We forget to love as we should and to forgive as we should.
We are so cynical and depressed we forget to be happy.
We try day by day to be happy,
To be sad,
To be creative,
To be this something that others dictate what we should be like.
We eventually lose ourselves.