Segregation
I wish I could open my mouth to speak
This is a place I do not belong
No long do I have the position to judge
No longer do I belong
Things have changed
I'm happy they have
But there are times where I wish I could talk
But if I were to speak there are dirty looks
And I remember
I do not belong
There's a difference between then and now
I'm looking into the past
It's modernized but now
I keep trying to step back
But I want to help set up
That was back then though
And now it's different
I'm not allowed to utter a noise
I am background
I have no rights
This is how I feel
I never thought I would feel this way
In such a place so small
But I want to help
And speak up
But in this place I cannot
I do not belong
This is not my place
I do not belong
I am mute
I am background
I do not belong
This
Is segregation
Tone: amazed
Intro: I'm visiting the Boy Scouts today and I used to hang out with people who used to be there. I've visited before but that was a year ago. I'm just here to watch and I'm amazed that they glare at me the way they do. Is amazing how they speak to me and look at me. I no longer belong here. Just. Whoa.
Conclusion: we've been talking about the segregation in history. Our time line is in the 1920s. It amazes me how these kids act. Beating each other up just to do it. I wish I was that young again. I'm too busy to do anything outside of band, homework, and work so... Lol yea I wish I could join but this just seems like something that you would do when you were young from the start. *sigh* This place is completely different. It even has a different feel to it.
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