Doing Time

Outside the sun shines bright and the kids play
Outside my eyes squint and the trash blows away
Outside I can smell summer cooking the streets
Outside it will continue to get hotter over the next few weeks
Outside everyone is hurrying to get things done
Outside oiled bodies are glistening in the sun
Outside you can be free
Outside...its where you'd be without that felony

Memories or Is it just me

Have I forgotten where I came from?
Who's asking me and why?
I have pounded the pavement barefoot by blumberg
I have grazed the field behind my Gravel Street home
Forget? How could I Ever?
Why would my mind ever allow me to lose thought
The thoughts of being the king of kickball
The feeling of riding bikes free as a bird
Or is it the memory of Pain?
Pain I saw in her eyes
Pain I felt in my heart
Pain that has made me the man I am today
Forgotten? I would never do such a thing
I'm just more prepared for anything this life has to bring
My walls have crumbled and my hearts aware
And still today I look at my past in the mirror and just stare

Free at last

If a man is given 2 options but nether one is what he wants
Is it still his choice?
I am awaken by the dawn and I say to myself, am I allowed to be me today
Is someone going to do things their way?
I grit my teeth and stand my ground
Because I know this fight will go more than one round
Don't do that, don't do this and check in with me often
If that's the case then size me up for my coffin
My heart can't accept a world that allows restrains and ties
My mind can't be fulfilled if its all deception and lies
My soul, well, its too strong to be anything other than free