You ask me what would i change
And it might sound some what strange
Cuz if you see me you'll say she's to young to think this way,
But one thing that must be gone is how people have no say
Our country, the so called "land of the free "
is but a mere hypocrite you see
We can't be free until homosexuals can marry without any stress
We can't be free until people stop blaming Middle Easterns for some one else's mess
When will the hearts of moms and wives be free of the fear of death
But not of they're own but of they're loved ones last breath
So what is my change you ask
Its to be free is my task