He has no idea what had happened to him.
He sits with his head cropped upon his knees, to them he had sinned.
Nothing is looking good at all,
He lives his life between four walls.
The only open space that he has is a barred up window, with electric wires around the frame.
He's a wild child, needing to be tamed.
All that see him are the same men locked up in the way he is to.
Another way to lose.
Now he must stand up upon his trial day.
The verdict is in, he will leave or he will stay.
If he stays, he will be locked up for a long, long, time.
He will have to pay for his crimes.
All eyes were on the judge as he read the verdict out.
Guilty, in the 2nd degree, manslaughter is what your about.
They handcuffed him and brought him to his cell.
Locked up for 20 years, he felt the burning hell.
The meds he takes for his illness, don't work on him anymore.
Torn inside, never like before.
These four walls breaking, battles in his mind.
A lonesome soul, in the darkness you may find.
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