Object

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I am simply an object.
For boys to admire.
I don't want to be.
But does it matter?
No.
If I'm not "covered" I am a distraction.
I'm in the way.
"The boys can't learn" they say.
But do they teach them to focus anyway?
No.
I don't understand.
Why can't I just be me?
Why can't I express myself?
Or have a personality?
Who cares if you can see my shoulders, my collar bones or thighs?
Am I that much of a distraction to all of the guys?
Why can't I be me?

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