Controller.

I feel alone when I'm around people.
I don't feel alone when I'm lonely.
The sound of birds and crickets.
The smell of an unpleasant order around me is better than being around negative people.
I still don't understand why moon comes out half and half.
She told me never to pay good with evil.
I don't like guilty conscience.
Why will I play with my own state of mind.
My prison life really taught me what life is all about.
I know they are seeing me as the crazy one.
If they ask me to tell that story,
 where will I start?
She hold me like a controller.
She taught me more mental and spiritual than physical.
She brought me back to love...

thank you

love