Freedom Calls.

Stuck inside four walls.

Outside freedom calls.

A prisoner in my humble abode.

My mind ready to implode.

Front door locked.

Its wooded body never knocked.

Mind scared to exit through it.

Paranoid thoughts about outside I get.

Alone and scared inside four red brick walls.

Into insanity my unwell mind falls.

Windows closed and curtains drawn.

Dont think I'll make it through to see a new day dawn.

Stuck inside four red brick walls.

The afterlife to me calls.