When it rains, there's 50 shades of gray. When it snows, the whiteness glows. When its sunny out, there are smiles all about. When it's just cold, I feel so alone.
I try to write out my feelings but people don't understand. I try to explain, the words come out strange. Who do I go to when there is no one is around. I just put my head down and look at the ground. The great depression is over why am I acting like I have nothing.... But really I have everything.
