Criminal - by Ashley Daniels - Poetry - http://maxpages.com/figiteers/Criminal

Locked up.
Nothing to do.
No where to go.
Can't eat.
Can't sleep.
How do you pass the time?
Clean.
Do chores.
Do homework.
What fun is that?
That's no fun.
Having to spend adolescence,
being treated like scum.
Like you mean nothing to anyone.
Like there's no tomorrow.
That's how I feel.
Will there be
a tomorrow?

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