as i sit in this cell reading the good book

i pick up the mirror and take a good look

the person i see is no longer a child

and cant keep living the same life style

lend me for a moment your eyes and your ears

for this young man has seen alot in his years

i've been on both sides of stabbings and shootings

i've been in car jackings, robbings, and lootings

soon i found myself in jail and obviously out of luck

all for the sake of making a few quick bucks

i've even seen tears well up in the eyes of so called "THUGS"

as a mislead child, who society has labeled a criminal, longs for somebody to hug

my 21st birth day is around the corner and i will have to become a man

for i am about to re-enter a world filled with chaos and no one to hold my hand

i hope GOD has good plans in stoer for me, when i walk out these gates

for as history has shown, you can run and you can hide . . .
 
                         
                              . . . but you cant escape your fate


                           
                                                                                                               By: heather1