ANTHOLOGY

A # 2: Grey

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I look into the mirror
And I saw my eyes filled with horror
The day just seem to fade its color
As I see my world turn upside down start to question what am I even breathing for?

As I sat in a empty bench, alone
I started to think when did it start to weaken my bones?
There is no dead person but I started to mourn
At the same time I question why I was born?

I am just here sitting, quietly thinking
And I was asking myself, I was begging
To come back and to start writing
To start singing, painting and smiling

I don't know why am I so empty
But at the same time feeling emotions so plenty
I knew to myself this wasnt healthy
As I know I was getting a whole lotta crazy

But how am I going to find my way back?
If I can't even see the light in the dark
If I wanted to write so bad but my paper is still blank
And I wanted to laugh cause it seems like all of this was just a prank

Theres so many things I like to say
But it'll just get worse day by day
Cause even if I want to be okay
The colorful me is now full of grey

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