I swear the iron bars and four walls can be too much to bear,
I swear it becomes worse when those at home don't show they care.
So I grin and bear because the pain of recidivism nobody wants to hear,
Shoot me in my head before I shed on tear.
Have I taken someone's life? No but the government wants me dead.
Not physically but mentally and rip me to shreds.
No justice, no peace, this line of reasoning doesn't appeal to the beat,
Chew you up or just swallow you whole, all part of the feast.
Nevermind your faith regardless of your belief they apply pressure constantly no relief.
Pain unimagined is what you will reap,
When they get you in their clutches, no surrender, no retreat.
Taste is bitter sweet, completely knocked off your feet,
The creation of a hardened criminal whose anger runs deep.
Open up until the day back into society to be released and that's when the effects are unleashed.
God have mercy on those who adapt the least.