While you eat, pray, and chew

I meditate on probation year number two

Trying to catch up on these bills and court fines

You and suicide are never far from my mind

Living in a cell outside a county jail

Aka the system Aka might as well be Hell

No wonder these girls won’t consider or respond

There go my chances with anything brunette or blonde

Motivated to do nothing but sleep all day

Lately my depressive disorder has been having its way

Desperate for real love and some peace of mind

Knowing I’ll never have it without freedom and a couple of racks to call mine


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