Freedom On Our Sleeves
So many things that are scary
I don't think I can take it
The world frightens me
And the people in it irritate me
So much anger aimed everywhere
It seems like no one is living in peace
So many people who really don't care
Just living life so selfishly
Oh, how I want to change the world
But it only happens in fairy-tales
I see the flaw in my make-up
A rotten human being who can't have his own way
I have searched everywhere for happiness
Only to come up empty handed
not realizing happiness is a by-product of right living
It wasn't until years down the road I understood this truth
We need more peace then what we are giving out
So much mindless acts of cruelty that keeps us in fear
Locked up in cages in our own homes
I want to break free and shout it out
Like in the movie Braveheart, "Freedom!"
That's what it's all about
Not our petty differences
It means a hell of a lot more
Let us stand up for our nation
And wear freedom on our sleeves
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