I often look at the ground wishing to see the world
But only to find myself, staring at dirt
I often look at the sky wishing to see the world
But only to find myself, staring at none
I look around, what ever surrounds,
But all I see are the walls that have trapped me

But then I see you with me
You looked at me, and as I looked back
I saw in your eyes,
the real world that was just infront of me