My life is like a puzzle everyone has a piece of me some of me here, some of me there as i'm sitting in my cell, trying to piece back my life i want to scream and yell songs are going through my mind reminging me of the good times then i start to remember the bad my emotions become deranged i look out the window feeling like i'm going insane i pace back and forth slowly deciding if i should get on my knees to pray for the lack of misery trapped inside my brain causing this mental pain but instead i want to sit here and write to you, to tell you my hopes and dreams i know will never come true you used to tell me, i could always come and talk to you ..