You’re placed high, as if you're on a pedestal 

                              In the gallery of my mind, you stood, ambitious, and bright

                              Painting the future in every blank space 

                              As time passed, colors changed

                              What once was so vibrant has began to fade

                              The quiet corners of my childhood really weren't so quiet 

                              As years passed the knots rehearse and rehearse 

                              As the patterns emerge 

                              You stood alone on that pedestal

                              Nothing left to show the gallery that was once in my mind

                              Every passing year I grew taller and taller revealing the deception hidden high above you

                               Imperfections hidden from view

                               Covered up by my admiration 

                               As reality dawned, i withdrew from delusion 

                               Regardless, I tend to put you back onto that pedestal

                               Regretfully I put myself back into the quiet corners to see the color there once was

                              Day follows night, a cycle unbroken

                              The simplicity of my youth created the complexity of my adulthood 

                             The eyes on my head are the same as they were 10 years ago.

                              Even as the colors dim and blur,

                              Your essence lingers, a vision so pure.