no false gods
when we were young
we dreamed of power
those to lift cars and fly up tall towers
but when we grow old we lose our sight
we learn to live in reality something we cannot fight
i am one of few who never truly grew
i will have the power of a god everything i will do
to saving the world to visiting schools
there is no such thing as false gods
for there is no thing as gods to start
we are all the same in life, we just play different parts
so next time yo feel that power isnt real and only imagination
actually use it, it will surprise you, cause i know mines did
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