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Institutionalized
~InstitutionalizeD~
Spent a-lot of time on the wrong side of the tracks ~ just a product of my environment//
Situations I faced daily~mistakes that made me
Progression was my worst nightmare as I graduated from petty crimes to felonies~theft to “B&E’s” and burglaries//
Thought I was invisible, never getting caught, to slick~then with one slip, my world and everything in it came crashing down ~mean mugged by the whole town//
Waiting on the judges decision~filled with pure anxiety~knowing the words out his mouth were gonna be, “sentenced to prison”//
~but for how long~
Came back with a dime, ten years of hard time/
Hard time defined as-being away from family, losing relationships, hoping when you call the other end accepts- wishing I could just hit rewind//
Twenty eight months behind bars leaves both physical and mental scars~constantly in my head wondering who’s in my bed, are my babies getting fed, nothing but 24/7 stress//
The day finally comes when they call you to pack out and the emotions start to flood in~
Thinking…now it’s time to start all over again!!
Spent a-lot of time on the wrong side of the tracks ~ just a product of my environment//
Situations I faced daily~mistakes that made me
Progression was my worst nightmare as I graduated from petty crimes to felonies~theft to “B&E’s” and burglaries//
Thought I was invisible, never getting caught, to slick~then with one slip, my world and everything in it came crashing down ~mean mugged by the whole town//
Waiting on the judges decision~filled with pure anxiety~knowing the words out his mouth were gonna be, “sentenced to prison”//
~but for how long~
Came back with a dime, ten years of hard time/
Hard time defined as-being away from family, losing relationships, hoping when you call the other end accepts- wishing I could just hit rewind//
Twenty eight months behind bars leaves both physical and mental scars~constantly in my head wondering who’s in my bed, are my babies getting fed, nothing but 24/7 stress//
The day finally comes when they call you to pack out and the emotions start to flood in~
Thinking…now it’s time to start all over again!!
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