Shut up!
Who said you could talk?
It all started with false accusations,
Watching you build on wrong insinuations,
My feet glued to the floor,
Tongue cemented to the roof of my mouth,
You stand before me
Rhetorically asking objective questions that deserve theory answers,
Carefully placing all the wrong options.
I roll my eyes cos it’s just another court trial,
Where everyone decides my fate.
It doesn’t really matter what I say,
My fate was decided long before I was summoned to the room.
So I sit back and let you do what you do best,
JUDGE ME!
Asking why did you?, instead of Did you?
I didn’t…Stop lying and answer the question!
~My panel of judges: My mom, My dad, My extended family, All the neighbors, All their friends and their perfect little children who never go wrong.
Everyone was right except me…
I look up at the ceiling as they cuff my hands behind my back,
The panel screaming crucify her, crucify her,
No hesitation as you point a gun to my head and take my life
Now I’m 19, Why don’t you defend yourself, you ask… I laugh.
It’s easy to see my innocence,
When you’re not my transgressor.
Well I don’t defend myself,
cos the only fair trials I’ve ever known,
Are the ones alone in my bathroom or in my room
explaining everything in details and why,
Where you realize your misconceptions and we sort out our misunderstandings,
But unfortunately, I’m the only one present at those trials.
Those trials end in my head or in that long text,
I was too scared to send.
So yeah, I can’t defend myself cos I never learnt how…
And I will remain quiet, tongue glued to the roof of my mouth exactly like you taught me to,
While they condemn me for eternity…FOR A CRIME I DIDN’T COMMIT