I don't understand how I got here in the first place
I don't understand why I had to defend my case
I don't understand why the people stopped and stared
I don't understand how they decided they never cared
The tension accumulates
With state rigged trials and debates
The pressure is building up
Non-lethal weapons and lockup
Don't think of separation
I'd prefer segregation
And when my stress has soared
I'll pretend to be bored
Did you know that no one waits for you
Did you know that no one writes to you
Did you know that no one cares for you
Your mind should be thought absurd
Part of me
Doesn't want to flee
Part of sobriety
Part of me
Doesn't want to plea
Part of dubiety
I don't understand how I'm meant to end up clean
I don't understand why I've seen the things I've seen
I don't understand why my fate they would seal
I don't understand how they think I'll ever heal