Staring at the World

Out in space

Is where I am,

I'm there,

Yet not.

I'm everything,

Yet nothing.

I forgot what I am,

Or what I should be.

I see the stars twinkling in my eyes,

And the planets in the universe passing by me.

I also see the moon round in my face,

And I realize that there is no air for me to breath.

I feel a magic power making me fly in the empty world,

I try to touch the empty world,

But there is nothing to touch.

I want to breath air,

But there is non out here.

I want to talk to a being,

But no ones here where I am.

So I look inside myself and try to find,

The world where I am supposed to be.

I look left and right,

Up and down,

But I know that it's useless,

But it somehow feels right at the moment.

I search for some time later for a planet,

As I look in different places,

But I didn't find it so far.

As I look in despair for the world to live,

I realize that I know it will be harder to adapt,

So I just shrug and stare at the empty place,

My empty place.