Always on the Inside Looking Out
This chain
That has bound me
Will never let me go.
I think
I have the key
To the lock
That keeps the hold.
Pray each night
And sometimes day,
To give me strength
To get away.
Away from this madness
That I hold
So close and confined.
It is this a lack
Of something useful
I'm quite aware I am.
Oblige me if you will,
To help me find this key
In order to relinquish
This decay I keep in me
Sarah Lee McGehee
1/31/2002