MY 1ST POEM I WROTE IN JAIL

At night I think when sat in bed mainly guilt runs through my head I feel aslhamed of things I've done especially the way my life's become for quits some years I've lived life wild my behaviour was bad when I was a child I never listened when I was at school now I look bk,I was just a fool but in my youth I thought I knew best how wrong was I, my life's a mess but now I think I'm too far gone you'll never believe some of the things Ive done I've theived and robbed off my own kin just for drugs to be put in a pin I've basically lost all of my family members they've tried to help, been more than generous but I don't want to live like this anymore don't want to keep running to dealers giving them my last,£20 score