Scofield

I helped design the place,

So even though it feels like the walls are caving in on me,

This too shall pass.

If I am responsible for this prison;

If I am responsible for these shackles;

If I am the reason I am guarded;

If I am the reason light does not penetrate each cell here,

Then I can learn to look into the mirror and love him.

And see the escape plans were tattooed on me all along.