It's so easy to put people in boxes; draw lines creating side, there's 'us' and then there's 'them'. Those that they feel comfortable with and those they don't; there are those with many chapters and those that have just started writing their own; those who have the will to do and those who are only doing what they can. Those we share something in common with and those we don't seem to know at all but then somehow in all our boxes there's 'us' those who have tattoos, those who have been bullied, those who have bullies others, those who feel lonely, those who are madly in love,we who have overcome tremendous adversity—the lucky ones whose team may have won the championship this year, we with great self-love and some who have beat cancer and finally there's all of us created with great strength and beauty;together we shall stand—
they glued labels on my body that won't come off without removing pieces of myself too and it hurts almost as much as watching them bend and twist and break your body to fit you inside a box your heart has outgrown
Last night on a walk minding my own business I was disturbed by a stranger in an instant she smiled at me and handed me a box of donuts.
She had just closed shop and didn't want to throw them away and seeing me, she hopped at the opportunity to give them away to a passersby
And since no one else was around she gave me all 3 boxes each with 6 donuts covered in cream, chocolate and pastry filled with jam, cream and chocolate
My first thought (after thanking her that is) was who would I share them with? I knocked on doors, but no one was home to enjoy this treat and considering my recent treatment as my life has been passed though a blender I thought I'll eat them all myself
And so I walked and walked and walked with boxes of donuts in my hand back home the flock bent over the boxes and one by one they ate them and one by one they gave them away
Except for me for I couldn't eat a single one because they contained milk and I'm lactose-intolerant
Mom kept the cereal boxes on top of the fridge out of reach from my thieving little hands so I wouldn't spoil my appetite with frosted flakes But I'm taller now 5'5" to be exact I don't even go on tippy toes to grab my routine dinner of cheerios and milk to be eaten alone in my room.