Melting Pot of Greys

10/23/2008

i'm a melting pot of greys
a mosaic of dark and dull
a mundane part of your day
the quiet, unnoticed lull
the clouds that loom in the sky
when rain isn't far away
they're the colour i can feel
the dark, the dull, the grey
it's not a soft silver, like a ring
it couldn't be thought of as nice
it's a sad and dark feeling
and i'd pay any price
not the boldness of a black
or the innocence of white
mixing indecisive, lack
of pure darkness or light
not the silver lining no
it's not positive thought
thinking and finding so
has managed to get you caught
even the greatest artist alive
would fail with this palette
a decision can't just thrive
on such an unmarked ballot
search deeper into myself
try to find an escape
search hard, clear every shelf
i have to take a shape
find the basics just at first
the white that was my smile
i won't give up, i can't be cursed
i'll search for a long long while
the black, green and brown i find
they'll bring my eyes back to life
they light expressions from my mind
and memories of strife
the red that once filled my cheeks
will find it's way back again
the grey is fading, it's not so bleak
so i'll just keep searching then
the yellow tint to my face
the peach and rose colours return
let it out from a hidden place
there's more to feel, i yearn
the blue that hit my lips sometimes
when i'm the coldest i can be
being blank was such a crime
there's so much now to see
i feel every colour within
feel the dark and dull fade away
i can be a masterpiece of skin
i'm rid of all the grey.