The Verdict

I cannot help but think that this wasn't my fault

perhaps you'll find that rather insane

but I blame it on some other thing

perhaps it was my mothers empty embrace 

or that no one was there to fill my fathers place

in fact, I blame it on the things that remained unchanged

and especially on my very own brain

It was all

pre-arranged!

unbalanced!

it was not my fault!

I want to do good, but I simply cannot

its ingrained within me 

to fullfill my imbalance 

I would never do this out of malice

and if the verdict is against me 

I wouldn't care

because at that point i would know

that this life isn't fair 

and that your verdict has been decided all along 

I was just born a con.