A Grey World
I've given out my happiness,
Never given a reason to,
from those who are prodigies,
yet they still sole are blue.
Some days are evil,
Dressed in black and grey,
Taking out the anger,
On those who have rotten away.
No longer can I stand for this,
A world so destructive,
So little smiles to forget,
We are so unproductive.
We sit with our tearstained faces,
The color all washed away,
our sadness never leaves us,
All we can do is delay.
Copyright © Isabella Rhein | Year Posted 2015
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