When you feel like the world is your enemy, how do you convince yourself it’s not?

All the people around you, they see you breaking into pieces and yet they don’t care. 

I wish it was easier to explain every time I disagreed with your norms I was choosing myself over you, you may not be just somebody in my life but I hope you understand how I would choose myself over you any time, every day. Because I fought all my wars with my self, I barred all my scars. And today you ask me to not be myself, be something else, be something more pleasant and I don’t fucking understand how you can ask someone to be anything but themselves.