Trapped in my own home,

Shadowed and controlled,

No freedom being given,

As you try to keep hold.

The pain of your chains,

As you ignore my will,

Saying it’s for my own good,

As my life is full of ill.

The confines of this home,

Are the walls of hell,

My freedom is nothing,

As I’m kept in this shell.

I look out the window,

And see those who are free,

Those who are trusted,

Oh why can’t that be me?