ME, MYSELF AND THE FOUR WALLS

How did I get in between the walls Four walls without a door Was I dropped? The room brimmed with darkness My vision gifted with blindness Maybe I could see, or I still can How will I be cognizant of this When there's nothing other than black I could hear people criticize me for what I lack Am I being watched, punished or trained Who else knows I'm here? Help, I need help I have moved around using my hands as a guide But nothing I see but feel the solid brick Help, I need help Outside the walls, I could hear people exulting Till my last breath I will keep struggling and calling for help