A strange affinity to male teachers
One would suppose her sick
No, not sick..
Maybe she liked the attention
Of course such a surface observation was not correct
She was a recovering addict
Since 9 she starved herself
Rather she was forced to starve
The usual signs of affection did not grace her life
a father's presence was not enough
So hatred bared its face weekly
Negativity whispered and kissed her neck's veins
tension boiled beneath her skin's surfaece on the daily
And these teachers satisfied her for the moment.