digital pictures are made up
of tiny pixels 
of various shades

some pixels act
like if it weren't for them 
the entire
picture 
would fade

and so often I forget my place

my heart's not
proud
nor have my eyes been looking down
I look up to you

some things are way over my head
and with these things I
have nothing to do
I leave 'em all up to you

I'm quieting my soul