I'm here again, until who knows when.

Think I know why, can't forget, why even try?

Besides the fact, I borrowed a car,

Tried to fun, did not get to far.

Ended up in a briar patch,

When they caught up, I was one big scratch.

Covered in blood, eyes were burning,

Could not see, where I was turning.

Wish I would, have gotten away,

Now I'm here, for a long stay.

Then I go, to two more counties,

Probation violation, & two more charges.


NOW's the time, to plan ahead,

To get out of here, & make some bread.

This time out, I'll see my son.

If I do that, I've already won.

Then I'll move on, ready to travel,

Hit the roads, both paved & gravel.

Climb some mountains, & see some sites,

Learn new things, & fly some kites.

Who knows what, this life will show,

All's I know, it's time to go.

As long as I, am out of here,

I'll no longer, live in fear.

01/29/06

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