Belonging

His head was beggining to take shape, in a shapeless heads society. They aren't even trying to shape things a little. They just don't care. Better leave them alone with their heads and their shapeless interests. No matter the shape you give to your head, make it something. Make it yours. I suppose I'm a little bit harsh-reflexive today, but I don't think I should apologise for that, do you? Does your head have a shape? Does mine?

Pencil on plain white paper, erased around, some smudge, painted in PS.
Really hope you like it, or at least tell me you don't. Seriously.