Thin Line

In the absence of my mind i find time to discover the thin line between being plebeian or being divine. It's said that when you sit on a much grander scale all your mistakes are magnified and to that I can testify. See it's like I'm trapped in a space of time where everything is magnified, but who am I to be labeled divine cause I've seen no I've made many mistakes throughout my lifetime. So for me to be labeled divine is like for having wisdom to be deemed unwise. Far from a god but more than mere man I think I'm going crazy hearing these voices in my head. They don't carry my tone nor my diction, but instead they carry my attitude that which I hide from my fellow man. See the expression on my face is either one from God's grace or the Devil's anathema either way I've been touched by a deity so for me to show misfortune is a spit in the face, cause each one chose me with the impression I could help him win this race. Yet so far I've only been a disgrace cause I haven't picked up the pace and as of right now I'm steady sitting in last place.