All my lifeI was an underling
trapped in a system of nonsense
my talents never got promoted
and I´ve got lots of them
years of living ignored
years of loneliness
years of pain
but then
one day
it clicked
perfect sense
even the worst became explicable
I am the center of the universe
I put those stars up into the sky
I´m the steering wheel
It´s me
the DOG
I´m the All Knowing
the perfect plan
Bulletproof
Then
Lithium in the morning
Lithium at night
back down to the floor
back to become like the rest
back to "reality"
back to be part of the underlings they need
locked up with three meals a day
judged by studied people.
Then I got out of their laundromat of brains.
Shivering with a dying body.
Depressed to the maximum.
"Healed".
But there is something I´ve learned out of all of this.
I´m still the center of my life.
I´m still the center of the universe.
I´m still the center of All.
And so are You,
but this time I´ll just shut the fuck up.
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