I am grey.
I am always uncomfortable.
I am at bliss but wars rage my head.
Perfectly balanced yet so dull.
Beautiful yet so disgustingly ugly.
I feel grey.
I feel here but I am not here.
I feel the next part of life is unknown.
Nature just happens.
And you choose what to say and do next.
Everything is possible yet everything is stoppable.
But there's a secret,
We all are grey.