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