Is this all there is?
Or is it already written?
Am I tied up by nature or by what they think I am?
There must be

Some kind of freedom
Enslaved by the flow of the universe
Infinity, does not belong to this world
But maybe somewhere

Thoughts and essence brought me to another land
Now I can see, the endless stream
A void
Here I can connect myself in the womb
Feeding all dimensions

Flying through my overthinking, recreating my nature
Limitless my mind sinks to the core of my consciousness
But I can’t stay here
There must be
How can I face reality knowing, that we can’t fit in?

Infinity does not belong to this world
But maybe somewhere I will be free