False Crime 1

FALSE CRIME
The pain left my body as the needle was pulled out.
No one knows who the real one is, they had not figured it out.
The evidence does point to me as well as he.
Everyone hated me so they didn't see why this can't be.
The poison burned my insides as well as my head.
It felt though I was in a flaming bed.
My heart stopped and I fell limp.
I was tortured much more than a lab chimp.
Afterwards, everyone forgot about the crime.
Even the words were lost, especially mine.
The world fell quite, seems as if no one will fight,
Until the next time the crime is done that night.
The irony is so predictable and mighty born.
No one ever listens to the right one.