Listening to the rain, drowning all my pain.
So much sorrow, praying I see tomorrow.
Feeling remorse, after I took the wrong course.
Stuck in jail, can’t even afford bail.
No letters, to make me feel better.
Can’t even sleep, cause there’s never enough to eat.
Very easy to get mad, rather be free and glad,
Glad I’m not doing time, cause someone dropped a dime.
While you’re out being dined, I’m in here getting fined.
You don’t come visit, and I’m getting sick of it.
My life’s a wreck, so they barely give me rec.
Guards down the hall, won’t even let me make a call.
So, it seems they want to take my hopes and dreams.
Got to be strong, even though they do you wrong.
They enter a non-guilty plea, but yet I’m still not free.
Flying kites without the wind, it just all depends.
Driving care without wheels, just to tell people how I feel.
That living on the run is not fun.
