Without a key
You're in the wall less room
Look out the window
Of pavement glass
And see the sun shine through
Show the blind man
Your distant smile
Its existence never there
The deaf man hears
Your cry for mercy
He laughs and doesn't care
You're handicapped
By your perfect life
It grips and holds you tight
It's all so phony
I see your pain
And your lack of will to fight
© 1997 Renee Valdez