Anti-normalcy

In the halls of normalcy I seek
A refuge from the quotidian of which I speak.
The life offered to us leaves me in denial
Why for my actions, am I put on trial?
To be judged for being who I am
For doing the things I do
Why am I to be damned
Can't you treat me the way you would treat you?

Are you so insecure to derogate my difference
Are you afraid to prove your lack of original influence?
You dare speak of me in your curses
And would still resent mention of your derogation in my verses?

Well normal person, here I damn you and condemn you: without face.
To be one of the crowd and indistinct, without feature.
While I shall be reveling in my unique soul maybe with or without grace
But I am still better than you, normal creature.