Soldier Grey

These days want and need are 2 different steeds You see the things you don't like about yourself You stand your ground but the ground is now a river Missing rein's becomes the child's chagrin Evil grin sinner teeth Bad taste with your sour face No direction identified true Make you appear in one place then displaced Why didn't they give me the answers Before I discovered the question The story of life is yours but nobody will know You can tell us you have no feelings No subtle clue Will it all change tomorrow Telling us dictating preaching never repressed Remembered oppressed You can change But it won't help you in this life What you see around you There's alot of ignoring while running for the door A place I can take you to hear the truth But still you see fictitious moments of whats right with grey I believe in mathematics It expresses it self In every breathe every movement The 21 grams of death