Shards of glass piercing your face,
as you attempt to comprehend the clear message it brings.
"I don't understand anything. My classmates keep telling me, but
Teacher, can you please tell me why?"

"Yes Darling, sweetie Anabella, Teacher loves you.
When you add one plus one, you get two.
When I give you an apple and you slice it into two,
there is one for you as well as one for me.
But the thing is, Anabella, are you willing to share it with me?"

"But teacher, I don't understand.
Why do I have to give you my apple?
I don't like apples."

"Anabella, apples are the only food that I'll give you.
You take it or leave it."

"CAN YOU PLEASE TELL ME WHY? CAN YOU PLEASE TELL ME.
BUT I DON'T UNDERSTAND."
Shards of glass piercing my face,
as I break down in agony.

I love lit, how ironic.
I love how we can analyze every subject and come up with such different interpretations.
Perhaps the message is clear.

My friend just spoke to me about the topic of dehumanizing oneself. (Hi buddy, you know who you are. (: ) Yes, that is in fact my coping mechanism. I shouldn't let such things happen to me again. This time I did stop it, but yes, it's much better and can be much better. I really have to learn. My mind was somewhere else and not even concerned, which is really scary. That is how I cope, but many of us can avoid being in such a situation.

Actually, I did go through much self development for the past months and they have taught me so much. I need to learn so much more though. I really miss running so much. It is really terrifying as to how one can get so used to not running anymore. I have to be more than that. It applies to every aspect. You are not an object, especially a sexual one. You are human. Yes, every girl out there, know that you have your rights.