This Just In...

This is a poem I was assigned to write in my English class. It's a poem about what we want to do with our lives when we reach a certain point. Mine is when I'm a newspaper reporter :) I hope you like it!

THIS JUST IN...

When I am a newspaper reporter, I shall wear pencil skirts and a reporter badge.
With fiery red lipstick, six inch stilettos and glasses that suit me.
I will spend my words on things that are worth writing about; disasters, current events, statistics, and advice.
And when they ask me to write something useless, I shall reply, “I’ve no words for fools.”
I shall push my way to the truth, and be loved by few and loathed by many.
And I must own a taser gun because all hated reporters just have to have one.
I will adorn myself in the most elaborate clothing and dine at the best restaurants.
With my ultimately successful career, I shall earn a grand amount of money and give it to those who need it more than me.

But now I am poor, and I cannot give to the less fortunate.
And I must avoid being loathed by many, because it would result in myself being thrown out of the newspaper class.
I will now spend my words on things happening at High School rather than the world.
And I cannot have a taser, because my friends do not find that as fun.
Now I will wear jeans and flats so I will not trip and die before my future is attained.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So that those who hardly know me will not be too surprised,
When I am a loathed newspaper reporter that wears my badge proudly and dresses in pencil skirts.