Looking out a window

Looking out a window, from behind bars,

Looking at the sky and thinking of mars.

Wondering when the hell, I’d finally wake up,

And stop doing crime, as it does really suck.

Missing all my friends and family now as well,

What a hard life in four walls called a cell.

With no one to talk to except your cell mate,

This is the life that I know and I hate.

By Dr Geebers