Dear People, I Really Don't Care

Hi! This was meant to be posted on Saturday, but I got lazy so I'm posting it now.
May this make you think,
Jen

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Dear Teenagers of the World (and to anyone else to whom this may concern),

I have tried so long to fit in. To love sports, to read less, to like rap, pop, hip hop, and rock n' roll, but I don't. I'm different than you all, and sometimes it hurts. I know that I prefer to wear modest clothes and to speak without cursing in every sentence (though as I struggle through high school it is becoming significantly harder), and I would rather spend hours playing the piano, reading, writing, or singing instead of running around the soccer field. I get it. I'm different, and you don't like it. But guess what? I really don't care. I'm not under your control. I'm not your subject; you don't rule me. You can want me to change as much as you like, but ultimately, I will not be changed because you force me to. 

Sincerely, 

Jen and all the other "different" people of the world. 

"Stop trusting in mere humans, who have but a breath in their nostrils. Why hold them in esteem?" Isaiah 2:22