Whatever I Wanted Tierra Hayes They told me I could be whatever I wanted the nice tall teachers in the nice building with the books and the chairs and the hand sanitizer that smelt of alcohol and cherries and then I wanted and I wanted and I wanted but I couldn’t be I struggled but but but you said the words slipping from my mouth, a life of words to make me feel important smart needed middle school high school be what we want you to be they said the not so tall teachers with the boards and the markers and the red ink pens the ink flowing across my words across the promise of being whatever I wanted crossed out correction fluid until I fit in the box of their expectations five paragraphs opening body supporting details conclusion good be whatever you want to be, but do it in this box don't color outside of the lines we don't want that 9 | The Legacy