Evil thoughts prevail,
a constant battle.
Heart set on millions,
yet pennies rattle.
My life's cost alot
but I'm still poor.
Reminisce and reflect,
behind a locked door.
Positive thoughts evade,
when only action speaks.
Regret becomes the norm,
detriments the heart seeks.
Evil thoughts prevail,
a constant battle,
solitary confinement, hear keys rattle.
