Sunshine

Have you ever seen the sunshine from a lonely prison cell. Felt so lonely and had no one to tell.

You see the same mailman as he greets a 100 men,

But the letters you long for hasn't come again.

When my time is finished, and I come back to town

how should I treat these people the ones that let me down should I act like it didn't matter when it really meant so much all I asked for was there friendship and keep in touch. So I ask again have you ever seen the sunshine from a lonely prison cell, I don't think so because,

"THE SUN DON'T SHINE IN HELL"

Surrounded by 100's of different people who never know the light day again, somehow that makes my situation bearable to deal with once again. Petty little differences gets taken care with a homemade knife in the stomach now as someone will never make it home. Because of a petty ass soup that cost ¢.70 So I ask again have you ever seen the sunshine from a lonely prison cell, I don't think so because,

"THE SUN DON'T SHINE IN HELL"