Poetry

Why me

Why can’t I be free

Why do I have to do such a bad crime

Why am I sitting all alone doing my time

Why did I do this to my kids

Why am I doing all these bids

Why did I have to be such a fool

Why did I use these crimes to get drugs as a tool

Why did I follow the man I love around all these towns

Why did we act like such clowns

Why did my life end up like this

Why why why couldn’t I give my loved ones a goodbye kiss

Notes

26 years old, Facing 3+ years in prison for being addicted to drugs.
September 3 2010


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