A Teacher's Diary

Who Are You?

November 10, 2015
Tuesday

Who are you? Are you the granddaughter of the old woman who threw plates out the window and shouted at the people who passed by? Or are you the daughter of a father who smoked cigarettes to be with death? Tell me. Are you the little girl who cried in Kindergarten when a kid told you she no longer wanted to be your friend? Or are you the girl who never stood out in class because you're not smart enough and you don't have any talent to show at all?

Say, who the hell are you? Huh? Are you the girl being bullied in grade school because you were too tiny that you should have to always stay in front of the line? And that you can never reach things that so high. Are you the insignificant teenager during high school who was being hated by some of the girls because you were very close to the boys simply because you hated drama and boys suck at it?

Please tell me. Are you an introvert who only talks a lot when you trust a person? And if you don't, you don't talk at all? Or are you just a difficult bitch not wanting to please anybody but your own self? And are you just a second rate trying hard copy cat that never got the first and just always end up being second place?

Why don't you just tell me? Who are you? Are you the woman who doesn't know her capacity? Are you someone who just always need to try harder when everybody else are effortless? Are you a person who always searches for her soul but is still lost and wandering? Are you imprisoned to your own demons and monsters that living inside your body? Are you truly living and not just existing? Or are you a very good example of an imperfect, weird, sloppy, crazy, dirty, moody, careless, and stupid creature?

Answer me. Who. Are. You? Why are you asking what I'm asking? Why are you doing what I'm doing? And why the hell - are you staring back at me with those cold, dark and distant eyes?

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