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