The pedestal, look so high and big, I am on the left and you are on the right. Does it moves or not? I don't know, Oh wait, what are we measuring though? Is it the hue of our eyes? Or the thoughts in our mind? Do you think the same as me? Or is your bar too high? See how I can't think straight? With this envy filled in my head. Why is it that I always compete? When all I want is peace. Oh I am left behind again, Alone on the pedestal I made. I bring this upon myself, Just to whine and pretend. Oh why can't I make peace, With the words thrown at me. Why do I seek your footsteps, And weigh them against my own. Do you ever think the same? Or do you not even care. And it's just me with my voices, Catching up to your shadow.