fúkd up but reality
outside of my jail cell window there I sit lonely and think of all the things I used to do and all the places that I could be but here I sit alone in my jail cell. I still look at the window and memories come flooding my mind I just have to remember that I'm just going to be left behind alone to die I'll buy myself nobody will remember I'll never even on my own house no children for my new husband no family just me these walls this shitty mattress and me. a lifetime seems like so far away but over...