Darnell Nalani Lucero
These four walls are all I see,
These four walls are a part of me.
They say it's a woman's place,
to stay at home, when all I really want to do is roam.
How dare they trap me into being alone,
I hate loneliness, it scares me,
What will it take, to make them see,
That sometimes, thoughts of death, are haunting me.
At lease my soul, will then be free.