Annonymous Note - Tumblr Posts

This one is a little out of my usual style, but yeah. I also hesitated to post it- because yeah.

To you, dear teacher,

As much as I want to look up to you, your mouth drips like vile plauge and you forget to acknowledge you still can be put out of your comfort zone.

This isn't a school built on competition, it's built on expression. I hope on day you can understand that.

For I wish your experiences opened your eyes instead of your mouth. For already you've shut people out.

I see your heart- the good message you want to send, but your like a robot who says what you think you must but not believe. Your words have been cruel.

It isn't very often people make me feel inadequate in my craft. I wonder if you'd be proud of the spite you've filled me and a few others with, or ashamed at the people you've turned away, or would you not care at all?

My dear teacher... when will you teach?