• Because I would not answer his commands,

    He though he saw the deed I tried to hide,

    I felt the cold of metal on my hands,

    I felt his questions test my sense of pride.

    He begged me once again, “You must confess”,

    For all the things I’ve done, I’ll surely pay,

    And did I sin? I had to answer “Yes”,

    And let the real guilty get away.

    But why should I confess to felony

    When I have never strayed from innocent?

    The judge would never listen to my plea,

    The jury members, blind from ignorance.

    And to this day, I’m captive and alone,

    I’m paying for a guilt I do not own.