Tinted Glass
The false haze has begun to lift
Slowly realizing you are as human as I
That you are fallible
Though I never fully detected your flaws
Regarded YOU with the blind faith of fanatics
Idolized YOU
As they regale their saints and deities
Without question
Resemblant of a child’s innocence
Believing the world to be a perfect place
Somewhere deep in me
I wanted to believe I’d found truth
Within that effervescent 'too good to be true’
