Sweet Freedom
And in this world we call "Land of the Free"
We still feel isolated
And in this world we call "Home of the Brave"
We still have fear
We fear stepping outside the boundaries
And going against social norms
Because social norms are accepted
And if you choose to be an outsider
You are going against those who will not seek forgiveness
So we will sit and wait
Wait for freedom to ring
Wait for genders to not have a specific job
Or a race to be prejudged
Or a relationship to show disgust
We will one day, stand together
And face these social norms
And do the opposite of what norms say
And at that moment, we will hear freedom ringing
Sweet freedom
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