Walls of Anguish

Sitting here- all too alone in this cell
Realizing I put myself here- trapped in hell
I thought I was smart...that I knew it all
Now I see different and must stay inside these walls
Someone thought it worth it to save my life
To let me learn something about heartache and strife
Now, I'm stuck in here--steel doors, concrete walls
 barbed wire
To keep my sanity in here I must not let myself get
 caught by the fire
Not quite alone, as there are always too many
 people in your face
Until you actually want to call on one of them, then
 you've cleared the way

So, conclusively... as long as I don't leave here more
 of a thug, or any worse for the wear at least
Then I have survived prison, the people, the state,
 and myself... but only just barely.