Introspection
What does it mean, the will to survive?
To whom deserves victor? A metric of crime.
The subjective nature of the human mind,
Lacking a full grasp, we run out of time.
Allow the mind an inch, and it will soar.
Flying above the skys to be seen no more.
Do not bring the chains, I refuse to land.
I must see the world, let my mind expand.
I take a journey without leaving my chair.
A realm lost to those who do not dare.
Come with me, enlightenment may be near.
Forever we travel, going nowhere, I fear.
