As it sit in the cell

Questioning my life

I contemplate what I should tell

What is wrong and what is right

And I know I shouldn’t dare

To tell a lie

But my situation in unfair

The lie is ripping through me at night

A guard gives me a glare

Like I’m doing something wrong

I dare not to stare

I look in my cell knowing that this isn’t where I belong

A guard comes and escorts me away from my cell

I walk out chains on my hands and feet

I feel like I know this story all to well

I walk into the room the Investigator and I meet

Eyes locked in

I can tell he knows that I have mastered deceit

His is a interesting man tall and thin

We both take a seat

He asks me some questions

I answer easily

He leans over and gives the police officer some suggestions

He knows that I’m lying and did nothing illegally

I know he knows

But how far will he go to keep this lie continuing

He is very good at not letting things show

But he doesn’t know the beginning

I took an oath for my friend

To be honest and never be used

Then her life came to an end

And now I’m being accused

This is all wrong I couldn’t hurt anyone

I wouldn’t even bear to start a fight

After all I’m barely even twenty-one

I go and cry myself to sleep that night

The investigator tells me everything is going to be alright

And I know that he is true

He will fight

For me and you

See you on the other side,

Your friend,

Anna