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Christmas on death row, surreal,

Being despised by all the world,

Hate surrounding all you feel,

Yet at your core,

You're not unfurled.

Ask me to be sorry 

For a wrong I did not do,

Who is being forgiven 

Is it me?

Or is it you?

There's no issues with forgiveness,

I'm a sinner, just like you,

Reminded in my every breath,

I ponder this,

Do you?

Ask me to be sorry 

For a wrong I did not do,

Who is being forgiven 

Is it me?

Or is it you?

My trial now awaits me,

And you're asking for remorse,

Do you have the sense to realize that

You've written me discourse?

Ask me to be sorry 

For a wrong I did not do,

Who is being forgiven 

Is it me?

Or is it you?

Integrity is what becomes

Of living in ones truth,

To urinate upon the stand 

Is more than just uncouth.

Ask me to be sorry 

For a wrong I did not do,

Who is being forgiven 

Is it me?

Or is it you?

So as the hate surrounds me

And I ponder things so real,

I turn my back upon the jabs 

As you inflict this as a "deal".

Ask me to be sorry 

For a wrong I did not do,

Who is being forgiven 

Is it me?

Or is it you?

I know this label in your mind,

Can never be erased,

The difference between us,

You and me,

Is what's left when I look in your face.

Ask me to be sorry 

For a wrong I did not do,

Who is being forgiven 

Is it me?

Or is it you?

You ask of me to sell my soul,

As yours lay rancid fermenting,

I have the time to ponder such things,

Though I'm weary of lamenting.

Ask me to be sorry 

For a wrong I did not do,

Who is being forgiven 

Is it me?

Or is it you?

So this is my life,

My death,

My plight,

My life has taken stand,

And though I'm only 17,

I'm asked to be a man.

To see the ugliness, so stark,

So glaring,

Cold, remiss,

You've sealed my fate without a conscience,

To your own soul's death wish.

Ask me to be sorry 

For a wrong I did not do,

Who is being forgiven 

Is it me....?

Or is it you?

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