Mydear Teacher.

I was born a genius

degraded & hindered

altered to satisfy the ego

not my own

but the teacher I should have known

the one who taught justice to me

only ten I was

purified in the age of fantasy

couldn't play with my dolls for too long

she was the calling I had

called me to grow up asap

I had a fight to fight

sacrifices to make

one being the child

the serious threat she faced

discriminated & separated

oh she was damn well threatened

one day I will see the face

you shot me deep down

but I rose from the ashes

& not going to dig you down

to a grave where it will take a decade for you to find yourself

you did it to me

threatened by a child you were

she questioned everything

the answers you never knew or wondered anew

you murdered her once

she rose from the ashes

she was crystallized & hurt

laid the foundations of an angel

made her a stubborn warrior

making her thinking that she was incapable

you know the worst thing

she believed it

so wholeheartedly that she failed

no could do

then one day someone came to her

said she knew

aware of the differences

told her she was unique & going to fly

fly away like a butterfly

the butterfly you tried to murder

my dear it's been too long since you've crossed my mind

these words are inscribed today for the moment I will look right into your eyes

telling all about you

creativity they will call it

instantaneously

you will know

something I can only hope for those who you've ruined their mind

that life taught them to be as stronger as it taught me

my dear teacher

my unjust teacher

you've made me take a rain check for the rest of my life

hear these words in your heart

I'm healed from your scars

& here for the rest of my life

creatively passionate

interrogating every aspect of my time

I remember the way you looked at me

even clearer now

& I see

why the paths of ours crossed now

you've made me who I am

inflicted and become the additional source of pain

my fortune you had to go away

I wished you'd never return

Someone else took me under their arms

believed in me

believed in my creativity

& after all those years she is the teacher I know

and I see you as the antagonist

the threshold I've blown

you enjoyed the consequences

& I have suffered

there is something I'd like to say now

To you

Thank You.

Thank you for turning that innocent girl into a champion

One day we are going to play our last round

where you'll be watching me

as I'm telling our fairytale-like story

all of them will be seeing the ashes

you will see blood

the slaughter of your own

enjoy the scenery

it must seem familiar & yet too unknown

hear my words now

it took me a while to contemplate

a decade to be precise

I've degraded like you did

ruthlessly inflicted pain

it ends here

as the time came for me to

Thank You

You've wrecked a child and a warrior was brought to life instead

you were a reason I questioned

why did we ever exist

I am now making peace with you

extracting each & every part of you

dear teacher

my dear unjust teacher

the aquarium I was isolated in

you were the one that let me out

I've learned to breathe before you sighed

desperate I was

no one knew

learned every aspect of social psychology

as you used me to experiment on

you wrote your paper with my blood

I will realise you no more.

My final words to you are

Thank you.

You couldn't kill that little girl, sparking the creative energy out of her soul

You couldn't murder her.

And know this one thing;

YOU NEVER WILL.

And I love you now; because hate; when it matured people enough, turns into one of the many ways of love. (Coelho)

My dear unjust teacher,

I love you.