PRISON

Looking out the bars with no hope in sight
Wondering what went wrong that dreadful night
Over and over it goes through my mind
" How did I end up here everything was fine."
Then reality hits me at home
about what I have really done.
Destroying my life and not the only ones
Asking the questions why, when, and who
just sitting and waiting for my appeal to go through
The hardest part is accepting my wrongs
 no more "what ifs" this is my fault it is what it is.
I can better myself with coming of age
but I cannot forget my fit of rage
I am a number now, not having a name
but changing my identity does not take away the shame
So how do I overcome these great walls I see
by teaching someone else not to be like me.