i used to think being god was a bad thing
raising myself on a pedestal so high i couldn't touch anyone else
but then i realized that atop a golden throne
no one could hurt me
and so i climbed higher into the sky
i haven't touched reality in so long now
my head is full of clouds
the world below seems so boring
in the heavens i cannot cry or scream or remember
and it is perfect
everything is blurry now
the colours the words my body
i am sitting but i cannot tell if it's soft
my father is yelling but I cannot hear the words
my hands are moving and creating
there is a small mushroom a page of letters characters that are just me in disguise
and it is my world
i cannot hear my family screaming at each other
my headphones cancel the noise
i turn the music up until i cannot hear my thoughts
and i keep creating my world
and i whisper to myself "i am god"
and i do not smile
because god does not feel
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