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yrcatrin
yrcatrin
6 Followers

What is that grey area?
That fuzzy area that exists between black and white.
What is grey?

Some say that grey is hard to see
But I don’t believe that’s the case with me.
I don’t see grey
Can’t see it at all.
It’s only black and white to me

*maybe that’s why I feel so small.

Some say there is a grey area between love and hate..
To me it can only be one way..
If I don’t love you than I must hate you
For how can there be grey?

Others say there is a grey area between
Being for or being against..
It still seems pretty clear to me
If I’m not for you than I must be against you
For how can it be only half way?

Grey

I don’t understand this thing called grey
When all is clear to me

It seems to me the color grey is for those who cannot see.
It’s either love or forsake..
There is no middle road

It’s either take it or leave it
Give it receive it
But still I do not see the grey
People present it to me everyday

If I’m part of a group
Then aren’t I part?
How can I be half or even none at all?
Isn’t a group part of an all?
You tell me...after all it’s your fear that makes me small;

You use religion in your lies
And I can see it in your eyes
And hear it in the sighs you breathe to me
How can say you love me then deem me unholy?

There is no grey you see
It’s a story you tell to me
For you are so guilty
That you place your blame on me

That is what I see
It is not so grey to me
I loved you can't you see


Hear...
I am guilty of the grey you see in me
But it's not me you see
For all is clrystal clear .
See...

What is the grey
Why do you see it?
It's clear to me we do not need it .
I wouldn't heed it.

Grey
Doomsday
Hooray

yrcatrin
yrcatrin
6 Followers
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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 16 years ago
Wow

What a passionate poem. I can feel the angry and pain.

Do you write stories to? Hope so.

Write more!