I am at this jail
Here behind these bars
I did not have to kill
But I wanted to
I hated my father
I see gray now
I wear black and white
No longer human
No longer animal
Just a waste of space
I see people are like me
I see people who want me dead
If they only knew
Who I was before
Before my father beat me
But all they see is a killer
They don't know
That I saved my sister
They are right though
YOU ARE READING
The Prisoner
PoetryIts a poem about a person in jail. This is a poem that I created in Create Writing.
