The world is so cruel. And the worst thing is that people make it up to be *politically correct* to be cruel. Creating all the statistics, who is what, what that means, they're not that which they see themselves as. We know. We, the right social norms.
I spend a long time in my head, I've done it all my life. I like it. I like my self-awareness and taking the time to broaden it.But all the statistics and the numbers, the *science* behind us, behind who we are. We're told we need to grow out of who we are. And we start to believe we need to disown ourselves. Whether you're 16 or 25 or 35, you know this all too well. We are not what we should be until we are what they say we need to be because our mind, while so diverse can not manifest in our look. I don't want my father telling me *I will turn out to be okay* one day because I dress and carry myself a certain way. I am a soul. I am art. I am an one and only. To myself I am the only one who needs to agree. I shall not disown the home I've built within myself to become worthy of your world. My world is no one else's to roam. I will not hide or keep my statement buried.
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