It's not the way that you would listen
Or the way you comb your hair
It is the fact that you are missing
How I feel when you're not thereI went through all the months of January
Locked up in this cell
I'd like to be at home but on my own
I didn't do too wellLook at me, I always get the blame
But I can't even learn to spell my name
I'd like to read, I'd like to write but where I live, I learn to fight
So don't you ever say that we're the sameI don't need a doctor telling me I'm full of juice
It's not a statement that I'm making
But the plain and simple truthI went through all the months of January
Locked up in my cell
I'd like to think of home when I'm alone
It doesn't work too wellLook at me, I always get the blame
But I can't even learn to spell my name
I'd like to read, I'd like to write but where I live, I learn to fight
So don't you ever say that we're the same