Wild Thing I’m the original wild thing Meant to be bad to the bones Quite funny, though I’ve read the bible And I’ve found the Whitestone I enjoy myself Keeping busy with this mad world I live in Sex, drugs, and drink I know it’s a sin Well I’m here to say I’m just waiting for God to take over All my tattoos have a meaning to me Even the revolver I like living my #life chaotic Always in the fast lane Never knowing where I’ll end up next I feel no pain People can think I’m completely out of my mind ##poetsin #poetry

Killing Time Doing the bird, but wish I was so I can fly away Not able to do so yet, temporarily have to stay Stereotyping me, who are they to say I’m strange They can keep locking me up, but I’ll never change Killing the time is sometimes hard to do in here Having a routine is a must and showing no fear Personally it isn’t punishment, just an inconvenience to me I catch up with some new friends, get fit, education, till I’m free In here sometimes we laugh, cry, get angry, get sad Mixed emotions being in prison, does that make us bad? There’s only one judge in #life, that’s God above I believe with all my heart, at least I’ve got his love One thing about me though I won’t leave a friend behind I love music, sports, pigly pool, even films that are scary If someone got on an attitude with me, Simply say ‘opinions vary’ I really feel that my #life in prison is one big roller coaster ride And one thing I do know, there’s nowhere to hide Just like a hand of cards, you don’t know what you got But I refuse, point blank, to just lie down and rot Banged up again behind these four walls Waiting for freedom away from the rules ##poetsin #poetry