Am I really trapped, or is it a prison of my mind?
I try to run, but my body stops moving.
My mind wanders across the planet,
I can sense the vast wilderness.
A need to experience it all comes over me.
Yet I stay imprisoned here.
Caught in a cage forged by force.
Too strong for me to break,
too small for me to ignore.
It is what I want, but so far I can't.
Unsuccessful; I punish myself.
In vain, I try, I push, I pull,
but my brain beats my brawns.
I'm stuck, entrapped.
If I had the strength, I'd tear apart the shackles,
the shackles that keep me locked away.
If i had the courage, I'd break off the chains,
I would explore the Earth.
Ascend the cliffs, descend the seas.
Travel with the sun to the west,
continuing to the east.
Flee heat to the arctics,
follow to the tropics.
I'd run in the deserts,
jump into the oceans.
I'd run in the jungles,
and dive into the skies.
Disappear from my grave
and appear in the world.
To see, to hear.
To smell, to taste.
To feel, to live.
Never again in fear.