If I Punch you fast you will never see
the tremor in my hand
If I act like I have somewhere to go
You will never see my lack of direction
If I tell jokes all the time
you will not see my sadness
If I act like I hate being around people
You will never know my loneliness
If I act like I don’t want to be part of society
You will never know that I felt I didn’t have
a place in it …
Being in a cell 23 hrs a day and taking showers
in cages waiting for a letter that never comes
makes you decide that you don’t want to be
part of the world because it hurts less
then feeling the world already forgot about you.
RECYCLED HUMAN 