...Love Unspoken

...wrote this august of '05....ran across it while looking for a password in my email....*shrug*

*a couple sittin together watching TV..the man walks out of the room*

i love you...

Can you see it in my eyes as they peer into yours..trying desperately to see your soul

Can you hear it in my voice as i try to confess to you the feelings you long to know

Can you feel it in my touch as i lightly touch tour temples to relieve your stress and calm your mind

Can you taste it in my kiss...so sensual and only for you

Can you inhale the scent of us...of love...our love, and identify it...

I Love You!

I can see it in my dreams as i sleep and pray to never wake as to not end these perfect thoughts

I can hear the melody of your voice in my ears which is better than any sweet soundin song

I can feel it in my veins as it runs through my heart with every beat

I can taste it on the tip of my tongue where the word 'love' sits and waits to be said to you

I can breath freely knowing our love could be in the air flowing into my lungs and securing my life

With every sense that i have..with every part of my being..with all that i was, am and will be..from now until eternity...

I... !!! *he walks back into the room sits down*

...I have to pee

...What He Really Meant To Say...

If I could write a million songs
To show you that my feelings strong - I wouldn’t hesitate
You ain’t gotta designate me to a stringent title
Our living cycle’s too short for boundaries
And too often shit ain’t what we make it out to be
So I don’t want you feeling like I want you bound to me
It’s just that unexplainable part of you that brings something outta me
Or should I say holds my mouth closed tighter than Prince’s
Your smile or how your golden brown skin tone shines and it glistens
…a diamond…
That have knee high children inside mines digging
Priced as expensive as a life, the type of gleam some niggas die for
The type of Queen that I’m tryna provide for
But not in terms of dropping something in your pocket
More like a promise
That we’ll stay climbing
Even when there’s a jagged edge, we always stay solid
To be honest feels like its damn near destiny and I ain’t tryna Run from it like Hollis
Through the process of tryna find one to rock wit
I ran across some zirconias
Artificial, synthetic types
Time’a reveal they ain’t real if you shed the light

I ain’t one to get intimidated
But around you my brain in a different place
Make it hard for a wordsmith to articulate
Sit awake, tryna figure out the reason why you leave me speechless
I’m usually distinguished
Composed, cool and debonair
But I’m moving on a whole other level here
Feels like I’m treading air
Or flying
30,000 feet and rising
Til I’m subconsciously reminded that I ain’t a pilot
Simply put, I wouldn’t try it if I was right minded
Don’t make sense and I can’t describe it
So I write it
Hoping that you get it
And see the sincerity of what I’m saying as I spit it
I sent it from my heart to your ears, hope you listening
And comprehend that whatever needs fulfilling
Nothing I wouldn’t do, I’m Willing and Able
Even though scrambled eggs are fucking disgusting, I’d put in them minutes in the kitchen
To fix em
Plus cheese grits with extra butter, biscuits
And waffles with that strawberry topping shit just for one of your kisses
Hopefully it’s clear I ain’t tryna shaft you…can you dig it?
This ain’t no Pulp Fiction
I ain’t Sam or Tarrantino…naw
But in you I see That Girl that same girl Stevie saw…and if you ain’t her, ya’ll share a striking resemblance
…Very Superstitious

..Disappointment Wont Be An Issue

I've inspired some literature from Fleetwood Deville
he felt the urge to respond to the shit I wrote yesterday...
maybe he'll record it to balance out his bitches ain't shit theme songs lol
...lets take a look...


I know you prolly think I'm shooting game
But the truth is babe
I'm diggin you
We can do whatever you tryna get into
Your convo
Got my heart racing like OJ in the Bronco
Sista, you a killa...incendiary as a cinder...a knockout, your brain and beauty's such a perfect combo
Let's...put our chemistry to the test, hands on...connect like elec-trons in a covalent bond
Tryna get my grown man on while the slow jams blow
And showcase all the shit that F stands fo
Well....not quite all, but anyway, I'm tryna chill
I ain't frontin, I'm fareal
You can capture me, and enslave me with your sensuality
It ain't a fallacy
We can exercise fantasies and burn calories
Find your heartbeat wit my fingertips and feel ya soul flutter

If the addiction is fatal, I ain't rehabbing
Your essence leave a faint fragrance of cocaine every time we get it crackin
So it's fair to say I'm fiendin for you badly
Give a nigga fever...foreplay to finale

Dig it
I'm tryna make it vivid
to the point that it's a dream we constantly reliving
Take you where bliss is, together...we can share forever every minute til it ends...

...And your Voodoo make me want it One Mo Gin, work my Root with your touch
For which I'ma glutton...the satisfaction give me a rush, more significant than lust
Fuck if it's the Devil's Pie, I'm eating everything from the filling to the crust

Brown skin lady shine like the black star you are
Let me share your luminous light
while we steal kisses like thieves in the night
I fail to fathom a definition or explanation
For the feeling when you begging me "faster" between respirations

I'm tryna give you pleasure til your fingernails ripping skin and your legs quivering measure on the Richter scale

...Disappointment won't be an issue...

*applause - take a bow sir*

...Don't Disappoint

...so we're having a convo...
...I found it funny n thought of this...


I just feel like...I wanna BEG for it - then you'll know I'm hooked....
....your wish is my command...
It's gotta be worth the wait and everything I've vividly imagined
Energy can only be pent up for so long - will you release it properly....?
Expand my mind royally and I'll honor you like a King
Make my skin crawl - body freeze - steal the strength from my knees - I'm powerless to leave....but why would I want to....?
We'll learn a new language - pure bliss - which consists of only engaging glances and the intensity of a kiss. I want to have to shed a tear since no words will describe how you're making me feel
When its over, I'll roll over satisfied but still craving more....
...Ready?
...no longer a need to chase me since now you're MY prey...
You might be spent but I've just begun and I need to relive that joy again...and again...and by any means necessary I will
I won't understand no or stop so don't bitch - on like a light switch, put up a fight if you wish, not like it will break my spirit...regardless what you say your body and I both agree, and what I want ALWAYS wins
...no matter the risk, time frame or cost, best believe I'M making up for time lost....
...Don't disappoint...

...The Great Wall

Cleaning out my room back in July, I came across all my random papers with the shit I write when I'm upset or just in general to clear my brain. Majority of the stuff is either sad or a self-description - which makes sense. Looking back on old stuff, I wonder where my mind was at that moment and although it may not be impressive to all I wonder where the fuck did I think of this shit - throwing out SAT words of the day on bishes. I probably found them at a good time since I'm en route to evolve and leave that mindset in the past with the bullshit situations that helped coerce those feelings...Ah well...better to write out the pain than to try and seek revenge..

Right now I have no idea why
...but I want to just cry
Last time I shed an honest tear was two years ago because my Grammy died.
For years I've told myself emotions are a weakness humans extort for personal purpose
So even if my insides burn from holding in pain - in vain - I'll smile and inform you I'm fine
My feelings could be stomped on numerous times but I'll take it in stride yet never confide - that's why you'll never hear from me again...
Sharp pains shoot through me to remind my subconscious there's something hiding - whether I acknowledge it or not.
No amount of ignorance can be bliss when it comes to your own feelings.
Now I feel like I'm falling deeper into an abyss of denial, distraction, maybe even depression.
Instead of put myself in a situation that can end badly I'd rather avoid it all together.
There's a less chance of losing when you take yourself out the game
I have my eyes on my prize but the cost is too steep
I feel destiny is trying to lead me to complacency
To settle for what I can get and make the best of it
"Pickings Are Slim/ Beggars Can't Be Choosers" - but I can't divulge when all I meet are losers..



Bitch...
Term of endearment or nickname for a dog
A state of mind or a self-defensive fog
A Bush mentality - shooting poison filled daggers rapidly
Always attack the other before they can get to me
Making it clear I'm not one to be fucked with
I see through all of your bullshit so save it for someone who cares...
Bitch...
Life sentence or powerful asset
Never again stepped on or over - that's the past
Yet there's nobody walking by my side for comfort, support, or to emit pride...
Those cries are muffled by that strong power I rev like the engine on my minds boat that sputters to a halt in the ocean of my thoughts...


...like...where do I come up with this shit....?

...The Flower In The Road '05

...You never know the way the roads of life will take you, so you walk aimlessly through it trying to memorize landmarks along the way. Things continue to be unfamiliar until you notice a beautiful flower you passed earlier. You admire its beauty and continue on your journey until you seem to pass the same flower again...and again...and again.
Finally you decide you need to get past this to further on your walk of life, yet the flower intrigues you so much you stay. You admire the shape of its petals, the unusual colors blended beautifully together, the seemingly perfect thing in the midst of the monotony of green.
You reach to pick the flower and the closer you get the more it changes: the colors fade, the stem grows thorns, and the petals shrivel as if it's protecting itself from you. You pull back and the majestic flower stands. You think of ways to get this flower without it changing.
You take a picture, but the flower doesn't show up on film.
You try and paint it, but the colors don't do the flower justice.
You try to cut the stem but the blade doesn't even leave a mark.
You sit and wonder should you stay and keep trying to pursue the flower for you to have and cherish forever...or continue through life without it...

...The Impossible Dream

Just random I wrote down while listening to co-workers, Twitter, my brain, and family complain about the state of the country's finance and employment issues


At a young age we were always told "You can be whatever you want to be!"
Go to school, work hard, and you'll always accomplish your dreams
...Happiness is just a hop, skip, and a jump away...
So you follow the protocol to end up depressed anyway
Spent all this time learning something I'll never use
Spending money that I didn't have to supply those tools
All so I can be in debt to a system that won't hire me.
If I do manage to slip through the cracks
One way or another they'll find a reason to fire me
Budget cuts, discipline problem from 5 years ago or I was a half second late
All so they can save face while I can't afford to pay for my place
Now it's back to the drawing board, sleeping on my mother's living room floor,
Rummaging through my things in trash bags 'cause I don't have a room with drawers.
This country should be immaculate, makes me wish I was an immigrant.
If I didn't speak English maybe I could get health benefits
Bitch I'm the one with the Masters Degree & Ph.D
While you hop off the boat right to work without shoes on your feet
I'm the motherfucker that's overqualified, like its a sin for me to wanna survive
Meanwhile niggaz that cant read or spell is out here living well
Now if I hit the streets it be just my luck the cops would grab me on the same day
Now instead of making bread I'm tryna make bail and its like the dumb shit never ends
I got too much respect to become a stripper or a hooker but they stay making money off these men with no women or morals and it hurts...
I shouldn't complain because there's plenty worse off, but I don't want to despise going to work
I just wanna be happy one day, the smile on my face natural and permanent
...unfortunately its not just a hop, skip, and jump away...
They lied

...A Moment From Our Sponsors

...well the sponsor is me LOL
Today while bullshittin on Twitter the homie Fleetwood DeVille [click the name n follow] on some lightweight, shoot the breeze type shit threw out some lyrical-ness after I requested on some playful shit to write about how I'm so effin awesome...and he did - so I wanna post it just cuz I adore when people write me stuff...serious or not

"my pen game stay strong//a writer usin lighter fluid..leave the paper smokin..but i ain't Chong (wow)..."
"i'm into gettin shit ROCkin..fuck what the other dames on//but Ashley been the best...fuck a Drake song..."
"she go hard..somethin like Fleet when i serve to a broad//plus she dat gurl....word to her blog..."...lightwork

While on the subject of Fleetwood...he's a superhero that so happens to write stuff down
He's not a rapper - he's an academic writer
He's got a Blog
And a MySpace w/ music

...check it out *salute*

...Close Your Eyes

Imagine
...We're in love...
Anytime your heart speaks mine responds
A meeting of the minds, a soulful bond
Bodies intertwine like we loved in past lives
Time stops when I look in your eyes
...I'd stay there for eternity...
The mere sound of your voice puts my mind at ease
Your intellectual thoughts are refreshing
To call you a blessing would be an understatement
You embraced me with your endearment to show
I could never be content with any average individual
...It's damn near spiritual you read me like a book
All it takes is a glance - a chance - a shot in the dark
...Bullseye...
It'd be a lie if I said I didn't adore you - abhor you for knowing
What I desire, never expecting a thing in return
Yet in turn the same is given since my #1 goal is to make you smile
All the while the world is still spinning, we're on the team that keeps winning
Unstoppable in all areas, God is the only one that can instill fear in us and its him who's our biggest cheerleader
With a combined strength that can weather any storm, with no regards to comply with what others may consider the norm
We excel in life and love. Our entities become one
Model citizens of human perfection, watch our bright trail like a comet headed in the right direction
This possibility resounds in my mind until circumstance sees fit to make it reality
My only question: Did you imagine all of that with ME...

...Inner Commitmentphobe Rising

I was listening to Rick Ross' "Cigar Music" [I Do It].
I REALLY like the beat and a diddy popped in my head
After I read it, I saw my subconcious talking to me
Gotta face it head on...I gave myself til September to continue acting a fool, after that I'm going to put myself in the beginning stages of getting my mind right...I'm turning 23 in July which is pretty damn close to 25 which is the final lap before 30. Not forcing anything...just baby steps...gotta put my pimp cane away one day I guess...

Something like picture perfect we had it
Swear love at first sight - it was magic
Spend entire days together like it was a habit
...Can't remember life without you in it

Every need fufilled through each other
Had me over to chill with his mother
Got me seeing a future with us together...
..Me a wife, maybe some kids, with a pet and a picket fence...

But that's all just a fantasy when said fence is surrounding me
Can't imagine this love actually becoming reality
Scar tissue from wounds prior attack my heart.
Broken promises and far fetched ideas pierce like darts
My soul hates the game but I always play my part
Don't know how to finish a puzzle I didn't start...
...I can't win...

...Rather Be

Wale recent mixtape Back To The Feature is out and I like it
He gets extra love because he gave the greatest shout out to Philly females...and this coming from a nigga from the DMV.
Anyway my current favorite song is "Rather Be", which is basically an ode to pussy.
Hence its other title [Vagina is For Lovers]
I was jammin to it at work and I wrote alil diddyyyyy

Fall back smoke a blunt, put on some Bootsie Collins
Singing I'd rather be with you - baby is it that obvious?
Call you when I need to - we both grown so I'm just being honest
Can't live with you or without you - fuck me good then be out bitccchhhh....

I'll never hound you I'm just lucky I found you.
My private dick in a glass, batteries don't always last, and its just something bout you that just keeps me coming back
You shouldn't have this kind power but I'd want you every hour, just keep it coming in every way, place, or flavor
Whip creme, chocolate daddy - we can make a sundae. Whips, chain, handcuffs - tell me how you want me
It ain't a problem I'll do whatever you like.
Treat you like my hubby but I'd never be your wife.
Keep you feeling like this was the best time of your life.

Getting all hot and wet - you know, jacuzzi that shit
Then you bustin like an uzi just don't let it happen quick
Only reason I put up with this bum ass nigga is - dick
...atleast I'm honest...

...A Rant...In Rhyme LOL

If you know me...I touched on it b4 on here /or seen my outbursts on Twitter...
...for the past 3 months my co-worker has basically been harrassing me...
He wants to date me and I've politely told him no in every way I know how...yet he keeps asking.
He doesn't know my ignorant side and I don't wanna go there w/ him...but in a very short time I may snap
He startin w/ me today n to vent I wrote a lil diddy to myself...

I'm trying to let you down on the calm
We're cool, but I'm not trying to be that bitch on your arm
No means no - what letter didn't you get?
You're a grown ass man - act like it
Be professional - you don't eat where you shit
Persistance isn't a quality when the answer remains the same
Ask again I'll possibly call you out of your name
Thirsty Dumb Fuck, get a clue - obviously I don't want you
I'm trying to be civil but the evil & ignorant twins are ready to shine through
It just be best if we no longer speak
Maybe to be cordial I'll say hi once a week
These everyday emails & texts need to stop
Once and for all my nigga - get off my top
If 3 whole months of declining doesn't paint a clear image, I dunno what will!
I even said I'm a lesbian and you found it to be a thrill
Before this gets gruesome I'll just leave you be
Playboi take the hint - now stay the hell away from me
Thanks...

...It's Over...

A satisfaction you don't want
A pain that hurts so good
The promises you always make
But never follow through

All the signs are visible
We're hanging by a thread
All I had in me for us is drained
frozen - embalmed - dead

Your eyes don't shine when you see me
My heart sits still when you're around
Our soundtrack began when we first met
...I no longer hear that sound

It's the time before the break-up
Waiting to see which side will lose
First one to speak up
Last one to choose

It's not you - it's me
Take the blame to be the bigger person
There's no us or we
Let's leave now before I feel worse - and

All the signs illuminate
It's time to cut the thread
No chance "to be continued"
This movie has come to an end

...guess you can say it's over...

...I Just Wanna Be...

...I just wanna get my life on track
Have stacks on deck
Name ain't Soulja Boy but I'd LOVE to cash his checks
I'm not killing the environment or moving drug supplies quick - but I've got motivation & determination...can you follow that?
I hustle everyday
It feels like legal work never pays
I piled up three jobs and school just to make my own way.
Plenty people doing it
But I just think it's bullshit
Why should I sell my arm and lung for something I deserve to get

Why I gotta suffer for a few bad apples
Niggaz with no goals
Broads acting like hoes
Swear having ungrateful niggas' babies will make them happier as time goes
I'm fuckin stressed out
but I won't give up now
I'm waiting for my stock to rise higher than the DOW
I just wanna be in a better place where there are smiles on everybody's face
That day I'm living comfortable now THAT'S when I'll feel Successful
Not the Money-money or the Cars-cars and the Clothes; No hoes, you can keep those
...I just wanna be successful...

If this life fails, I'll become a rapper in my imaginary one and be my own biggest fan
LMFAO

...I Couldn't Sleep

Thinking of What Ifs, Why Nots, & Maybes til early in the....

Morning...
Sun peaks through the blinds warming my skin alerting me it's time to move - but I don't want to...
Awakening...
I slowly open my eyes to be immediately met by yours...smiling back at me
Dreading...
The thought of leaving your side motivates me to complete my tasks as a means to reunite quickly
Evening...
Daylight hangs while we exchange glances that resonate loud & clear to each others senses
Enjoying...
Your company is a gift I'd love to receive everyday and twice on a Sunday
Reciprocating...
All the love you constantly show me. I love you times INFINITY...and that's still not enough
Loving..
Your familiar smell and the way you can tell what I want before I even think it
Admiring...
My precious piece of perfect imperfection, placed together with precision...all for me

...I Just Want...

-Clarity
-To know that I'm not wasting time with my life at this moment
-To not second guess myself
-To figure out what I believe...and stick to it
-To know in my HEART that nothing and noone else is made for me
-To stay HAPPY
-To not feel the way I feel

...I just want to know


...only way to gain more knowledge is to ask tons of questions...the quest continues...

...Confessions of A Commitmentphobe III

Soundtrack : You Made A Fool of Me...

My heart cried "LEAP!" while my brain screamed "WAIT!"
Alas - another heartbreak
Yet it wasn't him...it was me
I couldn't get my heart and brain on one accord and HE suffered because of it. The more he fufilled my hearts desire, my brain was waiting for the next train out of town.
I let him down
I let myself down
Shit, I just feel down...
It's sad, I try SO hard to save myself from others and I'm subsequently hurting myself..
I don't need to pull myself in so many directions that I can't move forward. I'm truly becoming my own worse enemy. I don't even look in the mirror in fear of my self ridicule. I reject others compliments and invitations for my critiques and scowling
...You made a fool of me
YES!!! YOU, not anyone else...
The more I begin to realize that, the more I dread ill never get out of this cycle and continue hurting. I ended up right where I feared anyway. Instead of protecting myself from others...maybe I need to protect them from me....

...Confessions Of A Commitmentphobe Part 2

The Confessions of a Commitmentphobe

The Battle between The Mind and The Heart

…I like him

I mean REALLY like him…

He even told me that he loved me and could see us getting married in the future

You know what? – I love him too

Wait?! – I love him?!!!

No, stop this madness right the fuck now

You can’t do this! We’ve been down this road one too many times and it never ends pretty.

Besides, if you admit you love him back, then you’ll be trapped for sure.

But he’s a nice guy. So far we’re doing well. We have our problems, but who doesn’t?

I believe this could be the one that sticks around. We get along great, we talk about any and everything, he’s just like me humor-wise, the sex is amazing, and I truly like being around him.

PFFT! Yea bitch for now! Give him another month after you admit your feelings – the beginning stages of psycho male will begin. Give him 6 months and that beast will be alive and well. Marry him? – Then you’ll just be psycho’s trophy piece while he bangs the secretary, his new female mechanic, YOUR hair stylist, and the first lady of the local church – and DARE you to speak of it or leave him because of that!

I can’t believe all men are the same though, that just heightens my paranoia…

Maybe being paranoid isn’t a bad thing. That just means you’re cautious…but right now you’re slipping.

You’re letting everything he says & beautiful imaginary plans for the future sound like gospel and forming him into your heaven on Earth. You need to snap out of it and float your happy ass back down to reality. Being in love clouds your judgment and we’re NOT going down this route without clear precise thoughts and actions. I’m making sure you look out for #1 which is you – not him. I bet you haven’t even though about what you’d have to change just to appease him since that subject probably hasn’t come up yet. You ain’t even noticed that your friends haven’t called in a week and a half and you blew off going to your Big Sister function for him and you don’t miss seeing those girls or your friends for ANYBODY.

That’s not his fault…

No, it’s yours for putting HIM before YOU. You already have a life and so should he. You should compliment each others lives, not change them – and that’s what starts the problems.

But we’re fine with how things are…

Are you really? So far it’s only been one thing & one week, soon it’ll turn into a year or more and all you’ll be left with is him and your job – if he doesn’t make you lose that too

It’s not even that drastic! You just went from being blindly in love to a prisoner in isolation with no means. Ok, I missed the function – he planned a surprise evening for us and after all that, I couldn’t just say no! I’m returning to the meetings this week FYI. You can’t judge this whole relationship on a few slip ups.

A few things become everything. It’s a snowball effect! Have you even been home lately? I think your dog is starving and dehydrated. Keep playing these games with our lives with you’re fucked up judgment and we’ll end up right back where we started: An emotionally drained wreck – all alone

2BContd...

...Very Young Girls

...was watching a docu/movie
We talk so much about the problems with people overseas, but we seem to either ignore or sugar coat them when they happen here. Underage girls disappear all the time, but when you can't find them who does?...
The one who picks them up and tells them everything they want to hear, and in exchange for the planned linguistics they sell their souls. Just scribbled while watching it to free my mind from my reality, and this was the on going theme I got from it...I'm off to smoke a blunt
Oh yeah, once this month is over - I quit smoking until I get another job...wish me luck
-Ashley

I can't do this...
But I love him
...No one understands
He found me when I had nothing, treated me like family...with love
For a moment I found happiness...now I'm tired of pleasing everyone else
I'm just not feeling it anymore
I wanna leave so bad - but I can't do that to him
I'm the one he's going to make a life with once we make this money it's all set!
but I'll never see it...
Soon as I make the money he takes it
...now I'm ready to run away
Be on my own for once
But he'll find me, he knows where I am without me speaking
Press charges? Please - I'll be dead within the hour
I gotta make a choice but I can't let my man down
You just don't see how he treats me at home...it's love
This ain't the life I need so I gotta escape somehow
I'll move far away, change my name start anew
Hope for the best and prepare for the worse
Shit, even if I leave I'll just fall into the same life
It's all I know - been that way since I was younger
...since he found me
With years in this game its hard to get out of you
I will change, trust and believe - I NEED to
But my home is with him, I'll regret it all he says
Am I brainwashed? I'm dazed and confused
How can what he say be right - when it ain't even true
I've gone to jail for this man and wouldn't even post my bail
Got my ass kicked by some stranger and told me to laugh it off
After all the money I've given him I shouldn't have to go through this!
We should be free to live the life promised me!!!
He loves me though, he tells me all the time
Besides he wouldn't keep me around if I wasn't number one in his life
Yea, he hit me but I brought it on myself
I shouldn't of questioned his judgement or his motives after all he's done for me
I'd be homeless, hungry or dead without him
but I'm soulless, starved for attention and dead to the world with him
my body is no longer mines and my emotions will never recover
I'm being mentally, physically, and emotionally abused constantly
...but i love him - you just dont understand
I'll leave him one day....

...Can't Effin Sleep - UGH

Up late because I slept in and drank coffee [yea...it's my own fukin fault...whatever]
Watching a Lockdown marathon...episode I saw already was on, and I just rambled in my SK...whatever. Hoping the computer light will lull me to sleep as I type...
-Ashley

Why did you do it?
Why did you leave this way?
I still talk to you often, see your face occasionally - but not as often as I should.
Did you think you were invincible?
...Even Superman has Kryptonite
What thoughts were going through your head?
...Couldn't of been any because that would've meant you were thinking
It's your life no doubt, but it's not just you that's suffering
Nothing could be that great to take your life and throw it away....
Years pass that you'll NEVER get back and the only one to blame is YOU
The judge didn't help you, the guards ain't set you up - it was a decision you obviously made alone.
You could've talked to me, your kids, and your whole family but you robbed us of that time
Now the only way for us to even remember you exist are the collect calls and letters you send
It's your life I understand, Go ahead - Be A Man...but it's not just you that's suffering
If we move on we're wrong, but for years you've been gone
I can take it all in stride, but out here you're not alive
...locked away until further notice in prison...