"Be who you want to be. It's a free country" he said, lying down on his bed, resting his hands behind his head and staring up at the ceiling. "I feel that if you live in this country, you're free to do what you please. You have the rights, right? Use 'em.." With that, he took the pillow from behind his head and covered his face with it. "Man, I wish I had something to do..." he sighed.