step into this house
this house of broken mirrors
where the turns are unexpected
and the views couldn't be clearer

left first right last
beg your heart to follow
but nothing done when asked

up once down three
there are things you can't escape
i only want to be free

let me tell you this house that stands
a metaphorical mental cage
population of one in all the weird lands

some can maneuver their way
dance with the energy that is their thoughts
to find the radiance that inspires them to obey

to obey the rules of this universe
and follow the perverse requirement of time
perhaps one day maybe i'll speak my truest verse

i've emerged on the other side
and life couldn't be clearer
that this house
was just a house of my own mirrors