Human Being
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Poetry
As I come back to jail
I walk through that familiar door
I promised by mum and kids
I wouldn’t break the law
Now here I am sitting
In a cell like before
4 x 4 cement walls
Bunk beds and all
It’s my birthday
I’m 35 today
Once released
I will not lead astray
I have done just over
12 years since turning eighteen
I’m sober and off the drugs
I will leave jail clean
This is my story
This is what I mean
We all make mistakes
After all I’m a human being
As I come back to jail
I walk through that familiar door
I promised by mum and kids
I wouldn’t break the law
Now here I am sitting
In a cell like before
4 x 4 cement walls
Bunk beds and all
It’s my birthday
I’m 35 today
Once released
I will not lead astray
I have done just over
12 years since turning eighteen
I’m sober and off the drugs
I will leave jail clean
This is my story
This is what I mean
We all make mistakes
After all I’m a human being
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