Nothing like being left disavowed in a detention camp to reassess your life…
I lived my life by wits, always coming through in the end
Did I become entitled?
A lie is the loneliest fate
What was my 007 remark? “Do not fear, I’d never be caught there. I can’t stand the food!”
And the food IS bloody awful
As if I had to live up to “being Bond”
To spend my days in devout misery. Bloody hell!
How could this happen?
Am I here to express my emotional prison?
How do you un-need someone?
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