It's called style, Genius!

I never told anyone I like black. I never told anyone I wear black. I never told anyone I prefer I black eyeliner. I never told anyone I prefer kicks. I never told anyone I prefer t-shirts. I never told anyone I prefer skulls, or studs. I never told anyone I prefer pants.

People just assume, since it's what I wear, since it's what I do, since it's what I portray.

And you should do too.

It's called style, Genius!

If I wear my hair kind of messy, maybe I prefer it that way. If my hair is dry, maybe I prefer it that way. If my hair is too long for you, mind your own business. If I wear black eyeliner, maybe I chose to wear it. I have my own mirror, thanks. I can afford one. And I've looked at myself a million times before leaving my house. I am aware of what I look. And it's my choice. It's my style.

It's not my fault you don't have one. It's not my fault you prefer to blend in. It's not my fault you're too ordinary to appreciate something different.

So don't tell me to be like you, because you're boring. I don't want to be you. Who wants to be somebody else? I prefer to be me, thanks.

Be you, and I shall be me. If you wear your hair just as it is, then good for you. I respect that. If you don't put anything on your face, then that's fine. Live it. I don't care.

If you're saying it out of good intention, I understand it the first time you say it. However, as you see me almost everyday, wearing the same thing, rocking the same style, wouldn't that hint you somehow?

Don't say the exact same thing everytime you're with me. You're being too ordinary even for your own words; repeatable and anticipated. If you're saying it over again so people will hear you, and perhaps agree with you, then go ahead. But mind that not all people think like you, because I certainly don't.

Cheers,

LG