The 4th of July.
Every American is supposed to be full of pride.
But I'm not, and do you wanna know why?

We're not really free

We've got people laying on the streets
And only caring about our treats and cleats.
Half of the people I know can't get married
And people who are alive are being buried.

Yes, it is the day we won our independence
But I'm afraid that we lost that a long time ago.

Freedom is the day when my best friend can walk down the aisle
Freedom is when we can choose our lifestyle.
People are so blind calling this country free

If we are free,
Then why aren't we allowed to be who we want to be?

Your words pelted me like knives.
I've tried it once, twice, and trice
I'm starting to wonder if I have nine lives

Deep, ever-lasting scars go up and down my body
I always feel like a nobody.
No one cares if I live or die
So I'll let the blood pour down my thigh.

Darkness covers my eyes
And I look at it like it's a prize.
Dead, the line went straight.
This has always been my fate.

I'm my own killer, so close the case,
Once and for all, I'm finally done with the chase.

I just want to drag that blade across my skin
Something, anything!
Just so that I can feel again.

I miss the numbness and blood
And the waves of sadness are coming in like a flood.
I'm depressed and every day just causes more stress.

Yes, I am young
But I have been hurt by people's tongues.
So leave me here to die.
Because today, I don't want to say good-bye.

You're my perfection,
My first and only selection.

Hold me close, and never let me go
This is a feeling that I don't know

But this is the feeling to end all feelings
And that's all I know...

Fly with me to Neverland
Where we never have to worry again.

And I promise you,
That everyday will be new.

And every single morning you'll wake up next to me
And every night I'll be sleeping next to you.

Take my hand and pull me close and we'll speak our oaths.
So say your vows an we'll live like the wolf that howls at the moon.
And every single June, will be ours.

You expect me to lay down and confess
Over something that causes me stress.

You tell me there are ways to fix me
News check- I don't wanna be free!

You put a knife at my throat and tell me to stay calm,
But you've got me tied to a suicide bomb!

You cut me open just to look at what's inside
And I feel like I just died...

You tell me that I'm gonna be okay
But I can already see the grey.

Therapy,
You have always been my enemy.