Everyday I struggle. I struggle, trying to fit in. Trying to be normal. Trying not to look out of picture. Trying to be like everybody else. And everyday HE struggles to tell me not to. I never bothered actually. I took his advice not to personally. I can't see the reason he's pushing me to be weird and obnoxious. I tell him, why can't you accept the fact that I'm trying to please everybody and as if you're too blind to see that?! I never realized that all he wanted was me to become ME. The original ME. Not a photocopy. He told me it's okay to be different.  It's okay to be unique. It's okay to be ME.