Steel Joy

In the depths of the city deep under the dome It's the heart of the Mix that she calls her home She's a Joy in the trade of living out dreams But deep in her heart its not as it seems She works her magic in a place where hope's often lost In a place where the downtrodden are carelessly tossed She takes the fantasies of others and makes them seem real But her heart is hardened like it's been forged in steel She's a Joy in the shadows cast by the bright neon light She sleeps in the day, plies her trade through the night In mazes of concrete and steel it's her goal To lease her body for pleasure but she won't sell her soul. One moment she's tender and the next she's the bitch The mask that she wears for some chy she will switch Ask her for pleasure, pain, or just for a thrill Simply pay what she's asking and deliver she will In the depths of the Mix, where the lost souls roam free She's a beacon of pleasure, yet a captive, you see For the city's her cage, and the night's her domain But within her, a yearning for freedom, for a different refrain But behind her facade, a story untold A heartache, a longing, a tale to unfold In the quiet of night, when the city's asleep She weeps silent tears, her secrets to keep The city, relentless, with its pulsating beat, Drowns her cries, her anguish, beneath bustling feet. For she's more than the Joy, the facade she portrays, A complex soul yearning to break through the haze. In the twilight between pleasure and pain, She yearns for a bridge to a life less mundane. Through the echoes of laughter and the silent night air, She'll find her escape, from the city's cold stare.