Spinning constantly around me
I feel like I’m not really here
Believing it will always be
Watching makes it easy to bear

What can I do but sit and stare
I wait for times sweet release
Wondering if I ever dare
To step outside and make it cease

Why to bare my eternal spell
When all it takes is one movement
It is only then I can tell
The words composed in confinement

What do I see from way up high
What do I see way down below
Above is a world with no lie
Below is a word I don’t know

There is a world that’s full of grace
It doesn’t reside way up high
There is a world that shows no face
You can find it in a small lie

The path lies beyond many closed doors
Clues are hidden in myth and lores
The world of which you seek is yours