I’m ok… How many times do I have to tell somebody I am? People just won’t listen. They tell me I should have done this, or that, or whatever shitty tricks they have up on their sleeves. Sometimes, I would just want to crush them like a bug. I can’t and that’s the problem. Maybe it’s my fault not to submit to conformity. For some reason, being human entails drifting away with the system.
The difficult thing is, I’m too unique to fit in. People don’t realize that civilization was born out of a mitochondrion who was not satisfied with how things were. I am too small to infect a well-defended structure. Yet if I get too popular, I would be accused of giving birth to a structure that everyone would want to conform to. That’s why, I keep on saying I’m ok, and people don’t have to bother if my situation is the most convenient path or not. While it is true that I can not please everyone, I still maintain that it is out of the question. What matters is, I am quite happy with the way I think and feel.
The bottom line is, as much as I reserve judgment on the others’ personhood, it is also my right to keep them out of my fence. I don’t want to imply that I am not satisfied with how things are going in life. On the contrary, I am pleased with both the way things are running and the way I treat my own. Is it not a win-win situation?
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