SweetSweetAngst

You say that my language corrupts, You say that my curses are like the blacks, But it's my poetry, my way, my rules. I say that I have freedom, I say that I choose what I want to utter, You don't have a choice, suck it up. You say that you'll pull the plug, You say that you'll abandon me, But you wouldn't dare to leave me out in the street. I say I am a patriot, defended by the first, I say that I write what I feel, You can never bring this down.