Our Time Together
Our day together starts like this
Opinions are opinions yours are not mine
I say I disagree you say I'm out of line
I dare not say more
I know you won't listen
So I go through the rest of my day
but I see you again last period
You have turned journalism into hell
Taken what I love and turned it into a sorce of dread
I ask to print an article about bullying
I asked to print an article that i thought would help people
You say we only print 'happy up lifting articles'
that put the school in a good light'
I am unable to fight back against your oppressive dictatorship
so I print your lies
time and time again
one day things will change
one day the truth will be known
one day I will not be a puppet
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