Being In a Prison

There you are On the other side of the window You look sad and scared Wondering where your son is about to go You tell me you miss me And that you want me home Then you smile And tell me how much my little brother has grown We catch up on lost times As fast as we can Because we both know We'll probably never see each other again You start crying And I can see That deep inside you're dying You're blaming yourself For not being the best mom And I tell you It was my choice to do wrong It hurts me to see you blaming yourself Because I know that deep inside You wish you could help Because you already have one son gone And you're about to lose another one The only thing you want right now Are your two oldest children Back with their little brother And home with their loving mother It's about time for you to go We sit in silence Wishing that we were on the same side of the window That we could hug for one last time Before I get sent away for my crime You put your hand to the glass And I start crying I've hurt so many people and this is the last Because it's not worth watching my whole life go Behind the window