A far land.

What am I supposed to do? Can someone tell?

I am just not happy within this shell.

When I dream at night I am real, me.

 I gaze in wonder at the things I see.

A World so far from us yet open to all.

All you have to do is take the fall.

I can see it, feel it, almost taste the

Ethereal beauty.

How can I stand this skin I live in!

How can I stand to live?

Life is our precious gift.  Given in love,

given in hope that we might be what we wish.

Everything that we wish for cannot be

Just as I wish that all could see.

And make this world a good place to be.