Life expects us to conform to be a certain way. Society has told us that we should all fit into the same exact mold to be correct.
My question is, why must be all striving to be the same?
Upon thinking about this topic, the song “Little Boxes” came into my head. Does anybody else know that song? It really shows the irony in our journey towards conformity.
We all strive to live in the suburban “perfect” household. If Nancy Botwin has taught us anything, it is that nothing is as it seems on the surface. Below the exterior of perfection, there are cracks and crevices of imperfection that are detrimental.
I want to be able to be myself and not be told that I am living my life and acting in ways that are wrong. I want to be quirky and still be able to be accepted into society. I don’t want to be compared to Barbie and Ken, they are not (or at least should be not) models of how Americans should be.
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