Maybe I cry so much because this time it's for something
Real.
And I've always played 'that' part until it
Molded to me and now I'm not acting.
Not been pushed this much in my life now
That my legs are dragging and I'm drooping over.
Scrambling to word it right and make change
Happen.
Unaware that this cause could go up in flames and
Take me with it.
Peel off this red, white and blue body because I'm
Not living *The American Dream.