Eyeopener
Day one, I become filled with doubt
then I figured I'm not getting out.
Day two, where's my clothes?, I don't like freeballing.
everytime I see a phone I keep calling.
Day three, O' well I'm going up stairs,
all alone seems like nobody cares.
Day four, could this man be scared of me?, (video Judge)
I don't know but he's only seen on TV.
Day five, I didn't come here for no test,
dear God, get me outta this mess.
Some officers are okay and some are good,
at least I don't have to worry about one wearing a hood.
Day six, to a program they carried me,
I didn't request this, I wanna go to GP.
The first day of classes were alright,
as I got to sleep here's the CO cutting on the light.
Now it's around four and time to eat,
man, I don't know if I'm gonna make it all week.
Day seven the phone finally goes through,
the voice on the line says "we are thru".
I head back to my bunk feeling upset,
here comes the CO talking bout armband check.
I'm tired of this game I don't want to play anymore,
would you, or could somebody open this door.
As I'm lying down waiting for day eight,
I wanna use the phone I can't wait.
Ten people ahead of me what am I gonna do?,
finally, now let me find out what's up: doo,doo,dooo
We're sorry.................................
T.W.I.S.T.
JLM
Copyright © Jimmy Lee Melvin | Year Posted 2009
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