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My crime defines me
And don’t try convince me that
There’s something good in everybody
Because when you take a closer look
This world is filled with evil people
Even if
You meet some good people once in a while
Because
Happiness can be chosen
Only if you have a release date
It’s not true that happiness is a possible choice
I’m sure you can agree
Statistics
Is stronger than
Hope
And
Being hopeless
Beats
Being hopeful
It’s all a choice
I regret my incarceration
And you’ll never in a million years hear me say that
I’m thankful for my incarceration.

*Now read in reverse 

 
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Jessie Milo

Jessie Milo is a writer incarcerated in California. He is a volunteer for InitiateJustice.org and an advocate for mental health.