My eyes racing from word to word,
I hold in my hands a whole new world.

With these scratches on this page,
Today I'm a spy, tomorrow a mage.

I'm on a journey to the center of the earth,
Then I'm a teen questioning his worth.

I'm a girl suffering from cancer,
Then I'm Santa rushing Prancer.

I'm an assassin on the hunt,
Then a footballer about to punt.

I'm the boy chasing the girl,
Then in 80 days I circle the world.

I'm a man in an iron suit,
Then I'm a death god craving fruit.

Behind these words is where I live,
But believe me, It's a world I would never give.