Why is life so uncertain so unclear.
Nothing ever cut and dry, always areas
of grey. Sometimes it seems no one
cares if I fade away.
Shades of grey in this life looking
out my window as my life floats by
on a cloud.
Tears flowing down my face like
rain on a rainy day. Uncertain of what
comes what may.
Don't walk behind me I will not lead
Don't walk in front of me I will not follow
Just walk beside me and hold my hand Lets
take this as far as we can.
Shades of grey coming through today needing
you to hold my hand to let me know you
understand.
Blending in with the crowd, voices echo all around.
Dreaming of stars in the sky. Shades of grey bluring my eyes.
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