Grey Shade

I'm not the darker shade Or the brighter one to be sure. I'm simply grey , to which I dedicate The polaroid of my emotions. My notions often reflect the hue I change into with the change of the mood, While the peace of mind becomes a cue For the incoming storm to be calmed by. The shade turns darker even in the light, Whereas , sometimes seen as bright in dark And vice versa ,happens every passing night Betraying any satisfaction to revere. The grey as of now sums up my mind, Being an occupant of both the boats There reside insecurities ,I must remind But on a much calmer surface I stand now