Institutionalized
If you can't follow the rules in here
how can you follow them on the streets
Your taking freedom for granted
Missing out on life's opportunities
Instead of always seeking darkness
Maybe you should seek some light
Try it for a change
and it just might feel right
Your selling yourself short
Never even giving yourself a chance
You stay married to the bars
And a magazine worth of romance
you know your the cause of your mothers tears
Practically driving her towards insanity
There are others suffering too
What about all your friends and family
But you've forgot about the streets
And it hurts too much to realize
That its been "X" amount of years
And your institutionalized
About the Creator
Thomas F
I was shot in the face at point blank range with a double barrel 12 gage during an strong arm robbery that quickly turned into an Attempted Murder. Although I'm missing my right eye and a bullet in my brain. I AM STILL ME & I AM STILL HERE
If You Love Me, You'll Do It
I met Jason when I was five years old. I could say that I loved him from the moment I saw him. He was so handsome to me and I felt in awe by his presence. When they introduced him as the new kid in school, I wanted to be his friend right away. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember his smile and how he didn't seem shy. He appeared confident and ready to learn. I waved at him and said "hello," before anyone else could even say a word. He sat next to me, and I asked him if he wanted to be friends. He looked so happy as he said, "Yes!"
By Sidney Smith (Sid Smith)6 days ago in Fiction
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