Is there something wrong?

I'm riding the bus
To work again

I feel so strung along
Another pawn
Within your master plan

I guess I'm lucky
But it was awkward
With all these angels
They managed something
So far above me
And so consistent of

The things you got
You cannot earn
Without the space
And demiurge

Nobody said you're God
But I just think
Your story is a little off.

Because the whole time
He managed something
I always wanted to hold a candle
A magic method
But I forget them

And then I'm happenstance
I'm ugly with no special dance
Well are you kidding me?
If you could see yourself
You'd understand