It's odd how easily
Our roles could be switched.
How easy it would've been
For me to be standing there
In uniform
The military prodigy
And her the bloody, captured prisoner
But I was born into the slums
And rebellious by nature
And they didn't want me
At least not alive
Anger flashes through me for a second
Not because I want to be
The Republic's lapdog
But because of what came from
The strangest combination
Of well planned lies
And circumstance