United States of America, home of the free,
A place everyone calls home, a place where you can be what you want to be.
Freedom of Speech, the right to be heard,
But sometimes the things we say are just absurd.
I’m not as perfect as you want me to be,
I’m sorry I’m not as pretty as you wish I was,
I’m not all the names you call me,
It sucks that all we do is fight and cuss.
I want to feel the warmth of his arms around me,
I want to feel his lips up against mine,
I want to hear him call me his baby,
I want to stare into his sexy brown eyes.