Is this all
That comes with this?
Too high up to know the fall,
And blind to what
It really is.

"Destined for greatness"
Yet oppressed to nothingness
A tiny speck
On a tiny speck
Inside a giant, infinite
Tiny speck.

I don't know what's up
But there's something
That just is
And I will not falter
In patience
Of revelation.