This letter

I thought I would sit down and write this letter
I wish I could tell you things are getting better
I can't, so I won't 
Sometimes I want to plan my escape but I don't
I'm not a man in here I am a number
CW8495 I was told to remember
I try to escape through my dreams
I wake hearing grown men screams
Affiliate with this blue thing
Convinced it was this true thing
These struggles continue with my life
I'm on the inside and I still cant get it right
I swear sometimes I feel I am going crazy
I close my eyes and think of my lady
I stare at pictures on the wall
I fight back....but tears fall
This stress be...slowly killing me
Institutionalize, asking the lord to set me free
I just wish i could tell you that things were getting better
so i thought I'd sit down and write you this letter!