when im gone from this picture
the colors will be oh so bright
fresh growth from the ashes of my scripture
will be reaching ever skyward towards new light

my footsteps will carry me round the world
fleeing the memories of the picture we have painted
the colors becoming mixed and swirled
the smiles within becoming ever tainted

my words will be my legacy
the only memories that will be kept
are the broken fragments that make me 
back within my walls i have crept

the doors will remain locked 
the key sealed within my very heart
around me these emotions have flocked 
but to get in i will have to be ripped apart

time for me to take my first steps away
open the gaps between me and normality
i prefer the world in shades of grey
it makes whats important, easy to see