These walls are closing in on me,

These walls are closing in on me, As I sit And wait ~ I want to go home It is getting dark again, So I start to pray so despertly The Judge and the jury hold my fate This is not my crime, someone else was full of hate. I dont know how to prove my innocence How did I get into all this mess? Oh God please hear me as I pray I want to go home soon, tomorrow if not today +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Written by my daughter Amber*