Who Are We?

They got me thinking it’s

the home of the brave,

But I’m sitting here feeling

just like a slave.

People seem to say Hey, that’s just society

I’m thinking Yo, that’s just propriety

They got me thinking that that’s

how it’s supposed to be.

I think that’s bull: Why can’t I be who I want to be?

We’re all living life like there’s only one chance but

you’re living life like you’re just like a cat.

You got nine lives? I doubt it.

So don’t complain to me about it.