The Dark Knight

They sold me lies
I bought every one
Now Im left with a gun

Please don't judge me
To whom it may concern
It's your fault you can't discern

You'll deem me crazy
And that isn't okay
I told you I was screaming in a subliminal way

Some innocent suffered
But I call that life
If not me, someone would of, right?

Everyone is sad
There's no sympathy for me
I just wanted someone to see I was on skinned knee