Jailbirds

Can
we go
for a
walk?

No
pressure
or
anything

But I
just
want
to
talk

About
you

About
me

And
about
what
we’ll
do

Once
we
are
free

Imprisoned

We
each
have a
choice

But it
seems
my hands
are tied

My
opinion
I cannot
voice

As my
rights
have been
denied