Again I venture to the darker side of the moon, I bring back many questions, some of which I can answer and some of which I cannot my own shadow stalks me whispering harsh truths, reminding me of my limitations, my reality, my life. I can only be so much.

why am I limited, why must this be my reality, why must I play such an inferior game. I feel like I don't belong like I should be someone, no
I feel like I should be something else. why am I limited but my imagination is not, I may peer through the window but I cannot enter the door.

In my dreams I am limitless, In my dreams I can be anything, In my dreams I am God.