We've been a bit rough with each other lately. I must admit, you've been putting up a fairly good fight. It's been quite a challenge to rise and meet you everyday. However, I must make something absolutely clear.
You will not master me.
No longer will you delegate when I wake and when I sleep. No longer will you control when and where I devote my time. No longer will you deceive me into believing what's important.
You will not master me.
I will not bend to your all-consuming motives. I will not find my identity in what you deem is necessary. I will not compare myself with your lifeless drones called role models.
You will not master me.
Your rules and teachings may conquer. My friends and allies may fall. My mind and body may fail.
But you will not master me.
So bite me Monday. Bite me. And I'll make your teeth bleed.
Sincerely,
Alex Chiang
4 comments:
hahaha.
you OWN it alex, you OWN high school :)
lol
High school is sitting back in it's chair with it's arms folded, chuckling quietly to itself.
Hahaha.
After High School, you get to meet his big brother: College.
:)
LOL victoria. nice comeback
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