I’m on a one-way ticket to perdition
There’s nothing else to blame but my own confusion
Obliviousness is synonymous to my way of thinking
Only God knows when this nightmare will be ending
I feel this way though life has its meaning
I’ve lost all hope to carry on this struggling
By a twist of fate which happened one morning
I was obligated by friendship to attend a so-called counseling
Being skeptical to change or to finding any more hope
A team of Choice Theory angels came to teach me the ropes
At the present moment there is no beginning, no end
It’s just a transition to greater fulfillment
Choice Theory guided me without answers, but only questions
Which if practiced would train me to better handle situations
I’m not saying that my future will be absolutely bright
It will be just more worthwhile to take on this fight
I’ve always looked for a reason to take on this challenge
But then again I myself am my own greatest reason
Things and relationships come and they go
That’s why I have to be selfish and start saying no
This isn’t flattery or outright ball-carrying
It’s sincere from four days of genuine soul-searching
The reason for writing this poem and story
Is to show my gratitude, thanks and a whole lot of appreciation
by Y bin D (Prison number XXXXX)
Changi Prison, Singapore
4 March 2009
