Gray Area
It's a funny thing to come into this world and
be ruled by your mind.
You tend to see all things in black and white.
Yes and no without the unseen things.
Life as you know it ain't okay all the time yet is liveable.
There's moments when lonelyness can sit in,but is often overcome
with someone or something to kill the time.
Long roads and cool nights looking for things to do.
Then suddenly someone shows up and life has feeling, some hot,
some warm, some cold.
All feelings just the same.
They all come without notice making you crazy without control.
Sometimes making no rational thoughts come to mind.
Life as you know it is lost and self is removed.
All you wish to do is your best for them now.
You say we in all things.
Yet somehow it still feels that your alone in it all.
I guess you call this the gray area...
Copyright ©2009 WilliamWeldon
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