What had I done? I never did find out.
There I was, thrown in this cell and never
let out. They wipe my mind every night,
so I can't remember who I am and the
governor ignores my pleas, like I don't
How many years have I been here? Where
did I come from? Nobody seems to know
or care: Here I am and here I seem to stay.
In the early days I managed to get out but
they hunted me down and dragged me
screaming back here.
Bloody people! Call this a care home!