Change.
What?
You must change.
Why?
You don’t fit. You don’t belong.
I don’t understand.
You are wrong.
What have I done?
You exist wrong. You do not fit. That is wrong.
I don’t see why.
You are different. You do not conform.
And why is that a problem?
Because you do not fit.
I don’t understand.
Do you not want to belong? Is that not important?
Not really.
You care. You must.
But I don’t.
You will care. You have to care.
Why?
Because you do not fit.
I don’t want to fit.
Preposterous. Everyone cares.
Not me.
You care. You lie when you say you do not.
No, I care about my place in the world.
Contradictory.
I want to find where I fit, not where I need to change.
Again, contradictory.
Not really.
Explain.
I want to fit somewhere, sure.
But I want to fit as me. Not someone else.
Inconsequential. You must conform to belong.
Nope.
You must change.
I don’t want to.
They are talking about you.
I know.
You do not seem happy.
They want me to conform.
Yes. You will be happy.
No, I will be different.
And more content.
You couldn’t be more wrong.
You are illogical.
I live with worlds in my mind,
with the ability to make lives in my imagination.
Why would I ever want to lose that?
I can move people, I can create.
Not everyone can.
I refuse to let that go.
You will suffer then.
So be it.
You will hurt.
Bring it on.
I will create. You can’t stop me.
You make no sense.
And you will never understand. But I will never change to suit you.
