Censorship

My dad saw my blog entries. Now I can't post any more "insulting" or "unacceptable" blogs. Or my signature dark poems. All I can do is post my stories.
But isn't this supposed to be "Giving voice to the teen mind"? Like, not censored and free speech and whatever?
But who cares? Im not gonna stop. I'll do whatever I damn well please.
And technically, I can still post whatever I want. Freedom of speech and freedom of press. It's in the constitution. Like they think I grew up under a rock.
Im not gonna live under a monarchy, some feudal system. My parents are the tyrants! I am the villager who whenever he stands up for himself gets shot down.
I feel like Im a puppet. Cutting the strings is harder than I thought.