Canines(Prayer of a Troubled Teenager)

Dear God, I was born to a world of unfairness to the fair. And am not calling myself fair but at least my good outweighs the bad that I have done.I woke up and besides me was a blank space,a space that i have been trying to fill since time immemorial, the ghost that was left behind had so many faces some of which I didn't even recognize. Am i being punished for the sins of my forefathers or those that I am yet to commit?Purple clouds lay before and behind me so much so that both my past and future are clouded,trying to make sense of my immediate actions yet it looks like am running from the very same things i find ahead, I stay among faces that i can barely recognize and see smiles that don't understand,are these the effects of my solitude starting to kick in or the reward for proclaiming myself a god on this wretched earth?In all i pray that you keep my head straight and please do not break the york of madness on me but keep the star goddess out of my mind and within my sight. amen.