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My name is Zoe. I am 37 years old and I was in prison for 6 years. I am currently on parole and have been out of prison for a year and a half. Since then I have been a core member of the Formerly Incarcerated Girls Justice Advocates Melbourne (FIGJAM) Collective.
FIGJAM has supported what’s important to me by helping me advocate for women who are currently in the prison system. I think the peer support we receive within FIGJAM is awesome – we always support one another and lift each other up. I became a FIGJAM member through a worker within Flat Out introducing me to Nina, who is also a FIGJAM member. FIGJAM has changed my life!!
Through FIGJAM I’ve had opportunities with the arts project through Melbourne University and interviews with several service providers, mostly being paid work. I have also been able to have my rap song that I wrote inside prison played at the end of a podcast I was involved in at 3CR radio station called Untold Stories of Injustice.
I was part of the research about child protection and criminalisation, but my story was redacted due to me still being on parole. I have to get permission for anything I’m a part of, but being a core member of FIGJAM has built rapport with my PO, which has made me able to get permission to travel interstate. Being a FIGJAM member has given me more skills to work within a group setting as I have autism and find this hard. I’ve also had the courage to chair our FIGJAM meetings.
Being a core member of FIGJAM has also given me the courage to apply for jobs in the community.
Won’t Quit
By Zoe from FIGJAM
I’m working out but I’m feeling so unfit
I’m working hard but I’m really
lacking grit
Lacking the momentum so I really wanna quit
Even though I know
It’s for my benefit
Running fast, then I take another hit
One after the other and I’m being legit
And it’s taking a toll
Making me feel shit
Said I feel so shit
And I really wanna quit
Keep a schedule cause I thrive on routine
Keep pushing, even when I’m
feeling green
Keep working out so I become lean
God knows
This world can be so mean
So at the moment I train like a machine
Cause I gotta keep my mind and my body clean
Just need god to intervene
And try and contain this wolverine
Keep a schedule cause I thrive on routine
Keep pushing, even when I’m feeling green
Keep working out so I become lean
God knows
This world can be so mean
I’m going so fast but I feel afraid
But I push through to break the barricade
Pain penetrates as I bury the blade
Feel like I’ve been hit with a grenade
No one, no one, will come to my aid
Knowing this
I start to sink and fade
Feeling like I’m in a movie or charade
But the difference is
That I’m not being paid
Before you judge, you don’t know where I’ve been
Even though you know that I’m wearing thin
Even though it’s getting under my skin
I won’t give up until I win
There’s no way I’m gonna pull the pin
I’ll get back up and start again
Like tough love a form of discipline
Until I’m totally clean off the heroin
Keep a schedule cause I thrive on routine
Keep pushing, even when I’m feeling green
Keep working out so I become lean
God knows
This world can be so mean
I’m tryna turn this situation around
Get myself off this merry-go-round
And at the same time
Keep my feet on the ground
But I’m feeling like I’m still chained and bound
Everything keeps going in the background
My head’s been kicked to the ground
Noise and gun shots resound
As I fight in this battleground
There’s something I need to address
Choose your next move in this game of chess
Cause this could all lead to distress
If you don’t act smart or act in duress
If you don’t use brains and use foolishness
If you bury emotions
Choose to compress
Create a mess choose not to express
You will start to lose your happiness
Keep a schedule cause I thrive on routine
Keep pushing, even when I’m feeling green
Keep working out so I become lean
God knows
This world can be so mean
My name is Zoe. I am 37 years old and I was in prison for 6 years. I am currently on parole and have been out of prison for a year and a half. Since then I have been a core member of the Formerly Incarcerated Girls Justice Advocates Melbourne (FIGJAM) Collective.
FIGJAM has supported what’s important to me by helping me advocate for women who are currently in the prison system. I think the peer support we receive within FIGJAM is awesome – we always support one another and lift each other up. I became a FIGJAM member through a worker within Flat Out introducing me to Nina, who is also a FIGJAM member. FIGJAM has changed my life!!
Through FIGJAM I’ve had opportunities with the arts project through Melbourne University and interviews with several service providers, mostly being paid work. I have also been able to have my rap song that I wrote inside prison played at the end of a podcast I was involved in at 3CR radio station called Untold Stories of Injustice.
I was part of the research about child protection and criminalisation, but my story was redacted due to me still being on parole. I have to get permission for anything I’m a part of, but being a core member of FIGJAM has built rapport with my PO, which has made me able to get permission to travel interstate. Being a FIGJAM member has given me more skills to work within a group setting as I have autism and find this hard. I’ve also had the courage to chair our FIGJAM meetings.
Being a core member of FIGJAM has also given me the courage to apply for jobs in the community.
Won’t Quit
By Zoe from FIGJAM
I’m working out but I’m feeling so unfit
I’m working hard but I’m really
lacking grit
Lacking the momentum so I really wanna quit
Even though I know
It’s for my benefit
Running fast, then I take another hit
One after the other and I’m being legit
And it’s taking a toll
Making me feel shit
Said I feel so shit
And I really wanna quit
Keep a schedule cause I thrive on routine
Keep pushing, even when I’m
feeling green
Keep working out so I become lean
God knows
This world can be so mean
So at the moment I train like a machine
Cause I gotta keep my mind and my body clean
Just need god to intervene
And try and contain this wolverine
Keep a schedule cause I thrive on routine
Keep pushing, even when I’m feeling green
Keep working out so I become lean
God knows
This world can be so mean
I’m going so fast but I feel afraid
But I push through to break the barricade
Pain penetrates as I bury the blade
Feel like I’ve been hit with a grenade
No one, no one, will come to my aid
Knowing this
I start to sink and fade
Feeling like I’m in a movie or charade
But the difference is
That I’m not being paid
Before you judge, you don’t know where I’ve been
Even though you know that I’m wearing thin
Even though it’s getting under my skin
I won’t give up until I win
There’s no way I’m gonna pull the pin
I’ll get back up and start again
Like tough love a form of discipline
Until I’m totally clean off the heroin
Keep a schedule cause I thrive on routine
Keep pushing, even when I’m feeling green
Keep working out so I become lean
God knows
This world can be so mean
I’m tryna turn this situation around
Get myself off this merry-go-round
And at the same time
Keep my feet on the ground
But I’m feeling like I’m still chained and bound
Everything keeps going in the background
My head’s been kicked to the ground
Noise and gun shots resound
As I fight in this battleground
There’s something I need to address
Choose your next move in this game of chess
Cause this could all lead to distress
If you don’t act smart or act in duress
If you don’t use brains and use foolishness
If you bury emotions
Choose to compress
Create a mess choose not to express
You will start to lose your happiness
Keep a schedule cause I thrive on routine
Keep pushing, even when I’m feeling green
Keep working out so I become lean
God knows
This world can be so mean
If I couldn't do my art I would of done something crazy or gone crazy it's starting to take it's toll on me.
Love's last pain; It is everything. It is nothing. It is unbearable.
Why should you suffer for my pain. Knowledge in this I should try to gain. Does it feel I have left you alone? It may feel I have cut you to the bone, but please believe me, my love is true, I know in the past I didn’t know what to do.
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