Theres no wrong, theres no right, why must we fight ,I cry every night, looking out the window making sure everythings alright, freedom, is not what I see, this is supposed to be the land of the free, freedom of speech ,but does anyone hear me, this isn?t how it should be, we have to defend our self, but do we have to go as low as he, this isn?t the land of the free no more, were trapped in closed doors, hoping there will be no war, where will it lead, all its for is greed, this was the land of the free ,I cry out loud, but no body hears me, but now everyone sees, he doesn't care for you or me, he is the possibly one of lowest men there will ever be, there?s no wrong there?s no right, but in my sight, if he doesn't? start doing it right, we wont live to see the day of light.
