“Solitary Confinement”

I’m in a lonely tiny cell.
Light’s not working, reminds me of hell.
Food’s late again, oh well.
Portions are so small. I’m over 6 feet tall.
Is that all?
I need money on my books.
With unfair restitution, who’s the crook?
I hear people around me making noise all night.
So sleep is a luxury, don’t believe the hype.
There is no mirror,
So I begin to wither.
Maybe someone will visit me.
They gotta see this place is a bust, please.
I hope everyday for a better situation.
Guards are so ignorant with no hesitation.
The public, I believe is my only real hope.
This is the only way I seem to cope.
Unfortunately, this is my assignment.
You are a witness to harsh solitary confinement.