Locked Up Poem by mark hoang

As i sit here and think,
about the day i'm set free.
I realize that im so institutionalized,
this means nothing to me.

How can i be positive,
when surrounded by hostility and hate.
Constantly being told,
Incarcerations my fate.

How can change come about,
by being excluded from all i know.
Seperated by friends and family,
forced to live with my foe's.

People just cant comprehend,
why my past is so hard to let go.
but how can i possibly leave,
the only life i know

They wonder why i do drugs,
why i surpassed sobriety.
But have they stoped to looked,
at todays society.

It's a daily strugle,
for me to be optomistic.
After being in the system,
and seeing the statistic's

But this is my destiny,
or so i'm told.
I did what i did,
now my carma comes 10 fold.