Emotional Tumult

It feels like im fading All im gaining is Pride It just makes me feel Infinite But death is definite Bound to be more With all my talents, Soft edges ,flaws And dents ,i still Feel balanced Maybe I'm being decieved I exceed ,but still feel the guilt I'm artificial ,like im not official Driven by the fear Of being a common blur Its clear but i can still steer clear I I gotta endure Whatever occurs Through the air i shall soar Because I'm backed up by the lord