Staring at a wall in isolation you are not alone, trapped in a place that can never be a home, dealt bad coins and with your attempt to use those coins to live; your a criminal, bad, a misfit and to some you don't deserve to live, because what is this life, a race to see who finishes first, best? but you never had a start, you never existed.  But let me tell you we both know their wrong because a good person like you, just keep your eyes on God, it hurts me to tell you so, but not much more time you have left there to go. Your not forgotten and you're never alone things will turn around when you least expect you know.