If prison walls could speak Mine would sing sad songs to me They have boxed me in all my life and they would cry their hearts out to me- About how sorry they are… About how they wish they could miss me… They would tell me that they saw too much of me- They would look with pity on me and ask when my captors will set me free. If prison walls could speak I would have endless conversations about how freedom tastes like. I would ask them if their outsides were as gray as