I awake for my dream of freedom

For it is much too great to bear

The black bars and dark walls

Confine me away from the moon

And sky just a few arm-lengths away

I am now full like a canteen

Ready to explode, just waiting for my release

Of guilt and contempt for my past actions

Actions that I can barely remember perpetrating

I was only a kid then!

It seems all too long ago

But now I know

When my release comes, God, I swear

Man has never met a man like me!

Lessons taught after their expiry date?

Never again!

Oh, C’est la Vie!

But until then,

There is always Charlie, and his ass