Day in and day out, you conform. You say and do things that people expect. You are predictable, out of fear you will be judged, cast aside.

You think you are unique, but really, you are a sheep, a robot.

You enforce this obedience and these same rules onto your children.

Say this, do that. But, what if that’s not what they want to do?

The most creative geniuses never shine. Their imagination, their desire to learn and create, it dies when they are forced to act normal, to be like the other kids.

Oh, our society takes pride on individualism. But then, someone is an individual, someone dares to ignore a trend, and instead, flaunts their own personal style. They are portrayed the fool, the clown.

I’m not interested in pop culture, or anything that is mainstream. I am interested in the development of me, and my distinct capabilities. I want to express myself. You laugh.

You won’t let me be who I want to be. You won’t let me fly. You never did.  You’ve always held me back, made fun of my ideas. And when you finally gave me the chance to say what I wanted, you stole the mic right back.

You’ve spent your whole life telling yourself you’re special, even though you’ve done nothing authentic. So now you’re afraid of the nonconforming. You refuse to accept anyone who is truly free from conventionality.

And of course, you surround yourself with others just like you, so it is impossible to see the damage you’ve caused. It is impossible for you to see this creative genius is now a mad scientist, emptier than ever before.