Friends......

There is a harsh truth to face. No way i am gonna make it on the outside. No way i am going to live up to their expectations. All i do is to think a ways to break my parol so that i can go back. Its teribble thing to live in fear......... The guy upstairs knows it all, all too well....... All i want is to be back where things make sense so that I wont have to be afraid all the time. Only one thing stops me........ The promise I made.

Sometimes it makes me sad though. I had to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. and when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was was a sin to lock them up, does rejoice. But still, the place you live is much more than u could grab from others........ I guess I just missed my friends.


Get busy living or get busy dying. Thats God Damn right. For the second time in my life I am guilty of committing a crime. A role violation. Go aside and they they will toss up roses for that, but not for a crook like me. I find that i am so excited that I can barely sit straight with whole of new thoughts inside my head. I think its the excitement only a free man can feel, A freeman with a start of a new long journey, whose conclusion is uncertain. Dont know what future has in store for me. I've worked the hard way and I will......

I hope i can jump across the barriers....

I hope to see my friends and shake hands....

I hope their love is as sweet as it was in my dreams....

I HOPE....