These four walls they speak to me
They tell me of a freedom that I lost
I gave it away so easily that day
Not knowing how much it would cost
I long to feel free again
Not to be bound by these prison rules
Not to be told what to do and say
Not be treated like a mindless fool
After a decade has passed,
They’re granting me reprieve
A clean shirt on my hardened back
And an identity on my sleeve
Liberty is at my door step
Soon, I’ll be homeward bound
My second chance to live life,
A new freedom I have found.
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Co written by Renita Siqueira
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