JAIL

by OM   Jul 25, 2004


JAIL

i was like a prisoner in jail
counting down my days to freedom
yet now i am out i don't know Wat to do

all the things i didn't
r stuck to me like glue
no one bothers to get to know me
but just looks at me like the conveite and a thief

yet i am out of jail
the life i still live seems like jail
can't really do much
can't speak out
scared to go back in that hell whole

I'm stuck in a place where I anit gone get my freedom
now I am sick and tired of living like this
time to end all this pain and to set my sole free for once
hopeful the lord well take mercy on my poor sole

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