I look down at the world below
So high, so hidden
And so well-read
They smile and laugh
Knowing something that I don’t
Like a dream lost upon waking
It slips through my grasp
I feel it, sense it
Yet the memory fades
Into daylight
The mask I wear hides my eyes
A part I play, a song I sing
Words I recognize
But cannot comprehend
While I peer from my lofty prison
Imperious, impervious
I discover I am not above, but down below
Waiting and longing
To walk free
Jan 15, 2018
Jan 15, 2018 at 6:18 PM UTC
I look down at the world below
So high, so hidden
And so well-read
They smile and laugh
Knowing something that I don’t
Like a dream lost upon waking
It slips through my grasp
I feel it, sense it
Yet the memory fades
Into daylight
The mask I wear hides my eyes
A part I play, a song I sing
Words I recognize
But cannot comprehend
While I peer from my lofty prison
Imperious, impervious
I discover I am not above, but down below
Waiting and longing
To walk free