When you're invisible

The center of the galaxy is your ceiling,

Or might as well be.

When no one sees you,

Can you move through walls or disappear?

Live in unheard fear?

Are you a touch of wind

whispering outside windows?

Are you fate itself,

Only imagination?

When you're invisible, the ground beneath you is your ceiling.

And the universe your coffin.

Freedom is your mind,
As invisible as me standing right here.

An invisible digital ghost,
Touching you from across the world.

Shrinking letters on a screen,
Fading lives in between.

When you're invisible, sky is the limit
And dirt is the speed.