I like green apple jolly ranchers, and I am different

I told them

I yearned for him to pick me out

To see me as separable

Identifiable

I did not enjoy the glorified blue raspberry

Hell no

I liked green apple

I was unique

But he-

Wanted the blue raspberry

I heard that individuality is dead

Creating your individual aesthetic is purely mediocre

He will always want the blue raspberry

And you

You will always be the green apple