In here…
I never counted down the day till my date…
Where time doesn’t matter because your already doing it…
The worst thing I ever saw in this joint was…
Grown men that don’t want to leave there…
Psychologically it’s there home…
Turned guys into children all over again…
Told when to sit!
When to stand!
When to shower!
Watched by others…
Privicy is just thrown out like the left overs we eat for dinner…
Then lights out at ten after bunk count…
Something I can’t do again!
Have you ever herd a grown man cry in his sleep…
Boys who came in at 17 and died at 73…
Have you ever begged someone not to fight you…
They tried it enyway…
I knocked his eyes out the socket…
On the first day…
He had to get plastic surgery…
Rats squeeking in the hallways…
Tears of war wunds and war crys…
I don’t want to go back…
I don’t want to go back in there…