Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Forgotten Ideas

I have that inevitable feeling of censorship. Whether it be because your parents might realize what sites you're browsing or out of fear that a college might not accept you because they now know your true feelings about foreign policy, it is one of those things we will all feel at one time or another.

I'm trying to convince myself that is for my own good. What if I want to go into politics and I say something that opposes the party's view points? Why, we couldn't risk that. Just save yourself the time and brain power and don't post. What if I want to go to Harvard and they think I spend too much time on senseless activities like youtube and twitter? What if I want to be on the Supreme Court and they find an embarrassing video I made in high school? The "what if"s are killing me.

I want to voice my opinion as much as that troll that just posted a response so why can't I? Why am I so afraid of someone disagreeing me that I would sacrifice my voice?

Nothing will change. I will continue my acts as though I agree with them. If I never do anything with my life I will regret this. I will regret that my ideas were forgotten out of the fear of courage and the lack of ___________ (how am I supposed to know what I'm lacking. I'm lacking it.).

This is a memo to all of my future constituents, college administrators, and background checkers.

This is why you forgot my name.

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