I wonder where we are headed next,
From realm to realm, through hate and devilment.
A single heartfelt tear, cried long ago,
With untold, hidden pain—destined to remain so.
My eyes, lost in deep contemplation,
I find myself again in the realm of I and we.
Pretending to be fearless, I donned my masks,
but, ruled by my own soul, I broke into myself.
Light is a realm that reveals another realm;
I opened my eyes to an untold time,
yet again I found myself—thoughtless, speechless—
embarking on a journey to know the realm of I and we.
An illusion that, inside a maze, seems so real;
darkness is all I see, fear is all I feel.
I evolved through countless other realms, quixotically,
and felt it all within me, perpetually.
Life went on—the same days, the same nights—
yet I found myself living in the realm of I and we.