Sitting in a tiny cell over 9 hours a day,
thinking of all the people you miss and
whens your release date.
Time don't go quick, The food taste like shit and
your lonely and cold, You just want to go home.
Your remorseful for what you did, You didn't mean to be
a bad kid, You did what you where taught to do and now
your sitting miles away from where you live, missing your
family and regretting what you did.
Everyday is as long as the one before and your lonely and sad
and you only get ten minute phone calls.
time goes slow and you think back to when every thing was good,
and you where a good kid.
Things where sweet, when you'd use to play, Never had to worry about anything all day.
Then things turned bad when mum passed away, dad never come home and ended up in
jail for 5 years, leaving you with nothing but tears, No else there the rest of your family didn't care.
So you started taking drugs to hide your pain, what else was there to do, nothing left to gain.
So one more sad story that this girl has to tell, what a pity no one knew her very well.
