angels and cupids haunt me devils and demons taunt me for i am to them as a beast is to thy I stand in the shallow seas of mediocrity with divine hopes and terrestrial possibilities with ability to dream but incapability to realize from dirt i am made to look like God no wonder i have failed miserably as god has given me free tought but not free will left me above illusion but beneath the system I will let go of my divine traits such as immortality,beauty or free tought just give me wings so i can fly outside this atmosphere and see life end while beholding wherever my end began and so maybe i will forgive adam I just hope that was a damn good apple