Nothing special..

You live and learn. The school of hard knocks. What does not kill you makes you stronger.

I have read these phrases so many times in the books sent to my cell that I truly know the meaning of cliché. How often is it that the character's mentor gives a speech with these words - how a mistake is not a mistake but a lesson?

Well I've had my lesson. Oh I've had it a thousand times, it kills me anew every day. But what can I say? "I've learnt my lesson, can I go now?" ...But they do not forgive. They put me here to forget me. Prison is the place where the happy little clichés of the world do not exist. What did not kill me will forever leave me crippled.

What is the greater crime, doing hurt and feeling shame or not doing hurt and looking down on those who did? If I spoke my mind I would be laughed at.

And so I finish yet another mediocre book and think these thoughts, wondering whether I might ever brave the scorn of the world and write them to paper.

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