What: Thoughts while walking around the yard
When: Thursday afternoon
Where: Prison yard
Warnings: Derek's thoughts generally require a warning.
( I guess I like it when we play (The way you drag me down) I guess I like it when you hate me (The way you drag me down) ‘Cause I can’t face myself in a mirror (I’m left alone with all my pain) And I disgrace myself in the mirror (I’m left alone with my shame) Fuck it, I see you in me; fuck it, I feel you in me )