I want to exist

To me, being called ordinary, is an insult. After all, I have patterned my life against the ordinary. Every decision I make is all in contrast of the norm. I hate being labelled because 'to be labelled' means someone created the label in the first place. That's not me. I like to be the one to create. I like to be the one to introduce the label. 

Growing up, I hated shopping at places where everyone else shops. I hated doing what everyone else was doing. I hated wearing what everyone else was wearing. I hate blending in because blending in feels like not existing. I want my presence seen. I want my presence known. And to be known is to be different. To be known is to be unordinary. 

I don't want to be just "one thing". I want to be a multiverse of talent and personalities, incapable of being labelled, or described. Because 'to describe' is to limit its meaning. And I want to be meaningless, untamed, and unexplained. 

When people look at me, I want them to get lost. I want them confused. Because 'to confuse' is to be remembered. And I want to be remembered. Because to be remembered is to exist.