maybe it depends on your worldview,
and your life up until the point where you look
at the word written on a black board in white
crumbling chalk and notice your view is
vastly different than that of your peers.
they raise their hands one by one and answer
the question of what is control, and what does it
mean and your mind wanders instantly to the relationship
between your mother and father.
the answers roll in:
certainty. stability, confidence. power. influence
and suddenly the teacher is pointing at you and you feel
your mouth dry up, your breathing quicken and your pulse
jumping out of your wrist because to you control is
force. hurt. no way out. submissive.
but when you gain your voice you realize his control isn’t
on her alone. it’s on you. because your memory jumps to him
and all the negativity surrounding him.
by white words crumbling on a black chalkboard, realizing
it is not as simple as black and white.