It's tight and the surface is rough,
My body will not last, for it is not that tough,
I feel chlaustriphobic, I can't breath,
I try to look past these walls, but I cannot see,
What did I do, to deserve such punishment,
Maybe this was made by anothers' judgement,
I know in my life, I have not always done right,
But in life I have to survive, put up a fight,
I do not doubt this is happening because of my sins,
All I know now, is that these walls are closing in.