today i shook the hand
of the man who punched a hole
in my bedroom door.
"you're right. i am scared.
but i am also pissed.
i have just as many rights as you.
i do not have to answer to you,
and i will not.
you will not make demands of me,
you will make requests.
and respect is earned through actions,
not age."
today i shook the hand
of the man who punched a hole
in my bedroom door,
and i think he gave all his splinters
to me.
ouch.
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