Don't Steel Me Away
Four hundred seventy six minutes
Two thousand three hundred eighty minutes
Eight thousand five hundred sixty eight minutes
Eighty five thousand six hundred and eighty minutes
That’s how long I’m in prison
Each day
Each week
Each year
It doesn’t stop though
The stress those walls inflict stay
I’ve cried
I’ve yelled
I’ve tried
I’m done
I have no more to give
I’m empty
I’m done
I’m not made of steel
I didn’t break down when I was young
But now, I’m done
I have nothing left to give
I guess this serves as a goodbye
The world has taken all of me
This poem is about:
Me