I'm well aware that I'll never fit in.
Just like how I am aware that the rest of the world is plagued by fools pretending to be kings.

And it doesn't matter what you think. Really, what makes you think you matter at all? Maybe, you do to someone else. But to me, you're just another point waiting to be seen, reiterated, and forgotten.

Still it doesn't mean I have to do what you expect of me.