The world below me passes by like fire,
A flame I have no power to control.
Oblivious to all that I desire,
Its sunny days will never make me whole.
It's been a while since I denied my soul,
No longer do I doubt I should exist.
To find my place, I need a clearer goal.
Another purpose needs to top my list.
And now I think I've finally found the gist
By watching that sad creature down below.
As she evolves, I see what I have missed.
Now I need only find out where to go.
The others grow and change, and so must I,
Or else my dream of living free shall die.