I am a god here in this town

I am some god here

I am some god here in this town
I make my own decisions
whenever I find myself in the crossroads
I create an alter ego,
who sits and listens to me like I would listen to him.
He's 767 years old and still sneeze childhood
the caricature mood of a lazy fan propelling winds of sadness.
I am some god here in this town.

when I am in a fist fight with my emotions
he comes and settles the quarells
he understands why Jesus is God
why colors are moods.
He designed the art of multitasking
as he fed my mind on the leaf of nature's tree.
I create people, I make them breathe.
I am a god
I am a creator.
I am an architect.