I enrol in the school of life not because I want to, but because I had to. One does not go about walking in this life without enrolling in the school of life. In this school of life, one undergoes series of classes that changes your shape into that of others’ before you. They say, be different because everybody else is taken. But if I’m not what they want me to be, I am ostracised from the rest and made to swallow little pills supposedly doing me good than harm. Must I stay when it’s not even my decision to be here in the first place? Must I be punished for the acts of those before me? Must I be made square when all I want is to be fluid?
Impromptu writing inspired by this prompt.