Through a Looking Glass

Staring into the glass at the balcony, Looking at the pigeons that are seated, on the table enjoying a nice meal or treat,Never having to worry about a felony ,I look at the balcony door, wondering if i should go through,just to watch the floor,and everything that flows, but yet i look out the glass, and loose interest because of those building, whats a view without trees or grass, its just a view that is an apple spoiling.