The Injustice System

A ragged system meant for Justice is all that happened.

Me? All I did was go to a comfort spot of mine at the wrong time.

Was in a soundproofed area, but no one believed that's why I didn't hear the shots.

I must have been covering up for myself by claiming to have not heard gunfire, why else?

My final meal will be nothing. I know they won't make me anything the way I like it, so there's no point. Everyone thinks I'm fasting as a protest, but I just don't want their food. My last meal will have been from the outside, from before everything went wrong. I loved the people who were killed and I was nearly shot dead, but none of that matters because they want a quick resolution and I have no alibi. Let's see what the chair and death are like-

Wait what?

I'm free?!

After everything you did to me,

I get to walk out the door after all?! How- Why- Ohh, I'll ask questions later. Right now I'm starving can I get some decent food?