It took me over 20 long years to carve myself into this version of me. Every feature of my physique and every act of my soul is my own priced possession. I have already demarred myself enough for my wrong decisions and immature choices. You can’t judge me enough. Not as much as I have judged myself all through. So, don’t tell me to check my actions. I will not please you. I can’t please myself enough.
I have my own conscience to guide me through my decisions. I don’t need to change just ‘coz I don’t seem to fit in. I am made to stand out, so why should I even try!
I like sitting alone, to myself, doing absolutely nothing. I don’t like making useless small talks to people I don’t care about. I’d rather be alone that be socialising with fake personalities. I am choosy with friends. They are my family, and I love my family. But the whole world cannot be my family. Just a few limited people. The ones that I can give my all.
I make my decisions at my will, and don’t owe any explanations to anyone. I am me, and I have taken years to become me. So, why should I care if it doesn’t please you. I am this, and I just can’t hide!