
Create a world, and let me be apart of it. Let me fall out of it, let me fall through it. Let me through what you call danger. Twisting and turning my body. Looking at you from the corner of my eye. I can see you walking. I can see you turning and becoming invisible. I'm only a young one with a big heart. I only have so much to believe in. I believe in myself. A god? A higher figure? I am that higher figure. Through the universe and through the skies, I believe in what I want. You call me mischievous but I'm only trying to make it. Hang me up in your closet and take me out when you wanna play dress up. I'll be here all week.
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