THE JUNGLE CALLS

Sitting with nothing to do

In and out of foster homes

Cries all night

Boyfriend went to jail

Has nightmares

Could get a GED

Formaldehyde goes into crack

Light a match to Southern Comfort

Work enforcement act

Been clean four months

Will go to transitional housing

Lost my home

My mom says your lies will catch up with you

I done sit in that cool jail cell

Welcome to Crisis Ministries, mental institution

I’ll be glad when I have this baby out

I’m gonna spank you!

Did janitorial work

Prostitution

Ask God to take it away

Highs and lows are getting worse

Found God and turned around

Half-pint friends

I come from a long line of alcoholics

Lost everything

Went to school and it didn’t work