Will these walls that now surround me
Be my future, then my end
These cold steel bars before me
Are my truth, I can’t pretend
Are my memories of freedom
Just a taste, forbidden fruit
Are my visions for the future
Out of reach, perhaps quite moot
Will this gate that does not open
Keep my spirits trapped within
Do you keep me here in prison
As my punishment for sin
Just perhaps I’m not the person
You locked up so long ago
If you took the time to know me
It is possible you’d know
