All I see is smiles while my life is littered with holes. Maybe Im really the puppetmaster pulling strings with words of truth and love for those around me.

If this is my calling, then so be it.

I thought only God does this.

I heard it being whispered to me: "It is the most difficult and painful when you're on the steepest incline".

But still I wonder where and what Im inclined to. I ask every moment if my steps, my breaths, my speech are directed in the correct formation. I do not believe the words given to me. They epitomize me too much. But i ponder of those who only hear negativity, and why i do not hear such things any longer.

A true phaseshift it seems, as Im on the other side of the saran wrap forcefield. Im almost afraid of what tomorrow holds. I may be a king, but I only wish to be the lowly servant to the masses. If I be the greatest, then let my heart succumb to the shattered voices of my countrymen, to deliver their words to the most high.