| ON THE INSIDE |
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| Your choices have landed you in a cell You write and tell me you're doing well You're on a better path, you say Looking forward to brighter days Well, pardon my suspicion and disbelief I'm still stinging from the grief and torment that you put me through Frankly, I'm glad to hear from you Maybe I can finally relax Not wondering if you're behind my back I can stop looking over my shoulder now It's a relief to know you're not around So tell me, what's it like inside Is it comfortable there where you reside? Surely, it's better than living on the street At least you know where you'll eat and sleep Is the element of fear any greater there? Do you feel protected, or are you scared? You say you value your freedom more Just remember, with freedom there are choices galore Right now you're limited in what you can do Many of your choices are made for you But look out when you get your freedom restored The decisions then will all be yours So tell me, what's it like inside In the quiet darkness every night? Are you haunted by your past misdeeds? or do you drift into peaceful sleep? Tell me, what's it like inside Have you faced the truth, or do you hide? Are you broken? or filled with hollow pride? Are you still believing your self-told lies? The outside looks the same from here I see no difference in how you appear The truth, the lies were never clear Why should I believe that you're sincere I suppose the truth will not be known until you're out and on your own Outside those walls is where you'll find what it's really like on the inside |
| (c) 2004 Sheila W |