a poem
"the pleasant shade of gray"
nothing it seems is black or white
or even wrong or right
i am not sure what to say
my mood about this changes everyday
its hard for me to distinguish
a loaf from a fish
i stare at the sky's shade of blue
now painted black but what can i do?
everything is complicated now
its a maze and i can't find my way out
so i sit here and take everything in
i blend in and realize i will never win
the black confronts the white
both forces fight with all their might
i give in to what they say
becoming the pleasant shade of gray.
-get what you want out of it.-
nothing it seems is black or white
or even wrong or right
i am not sure what to say
my mood about this changes everyday
its hard for me to distinguish
a loaf from a fish
i stare at the sky's shade of blue
now painted black but what can i do?
everything is complicated now
its a maze and i can't find my way out
so i sit here and take everything in
i blend in and realize i will never win
the black confronts the white
both forces fight with all their might
i give in to what they say
becoming the pleasant shade of gray.
-get what you want out of it.-