Sunday
\"that flag is your freedom, son.
that flag is all you've got.
a representation of freedom, son.
that's freedom of speech and thought.
and i would die for it no matter the
circumstance.\"
funny, i was just thinking i'd piss on it if given
half the chance.
yeah, i may have to look in the mirror tomorow at
my broken nose and black eye but at least i can
look at myself with respect because at least i
fucking tried.
and you can bury yourself in the flag when you die
for your homeland. and you can think that one's
sexual preferance decide's whether or not he's a
man.
but don't ever tell me that this patterned piece
of fabric means that i am free and still use the
word \"faggot\" in front of me.
i came home bloodied and bruised that sunday night
for your insecurities and your freedom