I Sit at a Table

                                  I sit at a table,

       but I'm not going to say--

or answer the questions--

         that you ask now of me.

 

                             Buried in secrets,

      and shrouded in lies--

you're in front of me, scowling,

          and I'm handcuffed behind.

 

                          But no, I won't tell,

      I'll smile deviously--

for these crimes I'm accused of

            I plead insanity.

Author's Note

Wrote this awhile ago. (: What do you think?

Reviews

[Jack...]

I definitely have to read you more, I am very impressed. This is so cool. I love the picture it painted in my mind.

[InsanityWriter]

Thank you so much Jack!! I'm so happy you liked it! :D

[gwendolyn]

Haha, I like the end a lot. For once a villain is given a positive ending in where they just might get away. The shortness works well with the rhythm so well done.

[InsanityWriter]

Thank you so much. :) I'm glad you liked it!