Behind these walls
There may not appear to be freedom
No freedom to leave
No freedom to breathe
Only restrictions and people watching me
Behind these walls
I miss my family and friends
I miss my house and my boyfriend
But the confinement has kept me safe
Although I’d rather be any other place
No walls can take away God’s grace.
It’ll be a hard road
There will be plenty of tests, I’m sure
But I’m prepared for the battle
And all else I may endure
This is my rehab story
And I plan for it to end well
Then my overcoming
Will be a great story to tell.