Imprisoned by my Fears

I look to my left and I see the world A life of trees and birds and cars and people I raise my hand to the glass and wish I was there I find myself trapped, held captive by my own expectations Sitting, staring into a blank screen My life is here, a gateway to a limitless journey Filled with megapixel memories and business class seats I see this world and I've known it so long And still I crave the truth But it seems impossible to break away