“I Want a Lawyer.”

I’m not a lawyer,

But I offer some legal advice.

Even if you have “Nothing to hide.”

If you find your innocent self

In that room of questions,

Where people want to make sense of a nightmare.

The uniforms want answers, closure,

Even if it has to be stretched or forced to fit.

You can be stretched,



To fit.

The only thing worth saying,

“I want a lawyer.”

A lawyer, a decent one,

Will not be stretched.


Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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