Greg

They judge me wrong, they just don’t see,
If only they looked straight through to me.
Ignore the hate—I stand so tall,
Stronger, greater than them all.

No rock too heavy, no sea too wide,
No flight too high, no car I can’t drive.
The walls whisper, talking lies,
The ceiling lifts—I rise, I rise.

She gives me power, fuels my flame,
I think of her and play the game.
I see her move, I see her stand,
With every step, I take command.

The haters fade, just passing by,
I watch them drift from my third eye.
I am the grandmaster, the chosen one,
I am him—my will be done.