who's that girl?

Changes in physical attributes sometimes changes the very person deep down inside. It takes a little to boost someone up but it also takes that much to bring a person down.
After hiding under a big fat giant rock with a barb wire fence surrounding it for what it seems like eternity, this person realises that reality is a little bit too screwed up. It feels like she is being forced to conform with everything and everyone in this world to fit in. She's embarrassed to say that she has recently been conforming and somehow it does not feel right. Being an individual is so important that it disgusts her when under the influence of certain substances everyone behaves the same. It makes one think if it is actually the very human instinct to behave that way when one doesn't use their brains. It's bad enough that we only use 10% of our brains, what happens if we use way less; just like any other animal. The world would be in chaos. Like how it is already every day and every night.
Oh, who is the hypocrite now?
She, he, we. Me.