Sitting there

by natalie   Nov 12, 2008


Sitting there
in that tiny cell
hardly room to swing a cat
a bed, sink and toilet
are all the room contained

sitting there all alone
with just his thoughts
of what hed done
and why
couting the days till hes released

sitting there thinking
of all the things he regrets
all the people hes hurt
he even turned to god
that didnt last long though

he told everyone
that he was a changed man
that being in there
had made him see sense
he would prove everyone wrong

he would show them
how much he had changed
some people believed him
others didnt
he would prove them wrong

he wasnt even released
2 hours
and he was back
to his old ways
he hadnt changed at all

he proved most people right
he could never change
no one believes him now
everone is sick of him
i wish
hed just
dissapear

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