What is it to be intellectual? Can emotional “intellect” only be gained through pain? If so: that’s unfair. Now, don’t get me wrong, it does make sense. Maturity is usually gained through experience. Though from a young age, so many people are told that it is normal to hurt, and encouraged even more to suppress that very pain. For example, boys are told not to cry. They’ve got to “Be a man!” yet they are still just a little boy. Girls are told that they are sensitive, like that is the penalty of being born female. I don’t want anybody at the top. Whether that be by race, sexuality, religion, or gender. We – as humans – escaped the food chain, so why are we still eating at each other?
I have always been very political – or “controversial” as some conservative people would say. Why is it considered a controversy to want every person on this planet to be equal? It should be considered more controversial for people to not want freedom and equality for everyone. This world is corrupt – far past fixable – and we will likely be the end to our own kind with how we are going about life. I’m not scared of death, I’m scared of what will lead me to it. In this country, people say “Our freedom of speech is being stripped from us!” Did we ever have access to freedom of speech? Of course, no one can control your voice, until they hold you at gunpoint for exposing the inequalities we have in this world. From a young age, boys are told to be dominant and to stand on their word to get to the top. Girls are told to keep quiet – or to themselves, that their opinion doesn’t matter; taking away whatever voice a young girl had before she knew how to use it. We were supposed to progress as a society, and we have, somewhat. Not enough, though. It is not the 1950’s anymore, people! Stop raising your children – of which you are supposed to love unconditionally – to suppress themselves to seem more appealing to the corrupt half of society. Why make an effort to make yourself appealing to someone who could care less if you died, nonetheless that they do not even know of your existence (nor do they care).
I should not be expected to be quiet and poised like a delicate flower while boys are out acting like wild beasts to take away the innocence at some point, stepping on me till I decay. See, that’s the exact problem though. I am not a flower, and boys are beasts. We are human beings with thoughts and feelings. Stop raising your children; that is all they are worth. On the same note, stop comparing humans to creatures or objects if all it is worth is to ego boost or suppress. It is one thing to say your girlfriend’s beauty is like a delicate flower, but do not compare my virginity to a flower bud waiting to pop open. Do not be surprised when that bud opens as a fungus and poisons you with her spores. My purpose is not to serve man and make babies; my purpose is honestly whatever I desire it to be, and I should not be shamed for not fully knowing what I want out of life – especially in this scary world. I will fight for that till my body breaks down and my vocal cords can no longer vibrate these very vowels or consonants. Go drink the Kool-Aid; I won’t.