Mirror Reflecting Grays

This is a collection of... things that I can't exactly say but let's just put it in a way that the entries here are sort of a monologue plus diary plus poetry dumped in a piece of thoughts. And when I said thoughts, those are GRAYS.

Why gray and not any other colors? Well, we associate colors for different symbolisms. Two special cases are black being evil and dark and white being clean, pure, and good. But the thing here is... those two colors blend. You can't say a gray is black if it's lighter, and a gray is white when you can see that it has darkness in it. Like the thoughts I poured and written as these entries.

For me, gray symbolizes hopelessness. Emptiness. Lifelessness. Imbalance. Confusion. And depression. And when I look at the mirror, I will always see what's really going on inside my head. I will always hear in my mind the thoughts that wouldn't just haunt me at midnight but also when I'm alone and distraught.

Those personal thoughts... are gravestones, of whom madness awakes anytime it gets a chance. Toxicity, mockery, melancholy, and anything that can go inside of someone's mind.

So here they are... and that mirror will reflect it on you, not to make you one of them but to put your feet on those dusty shoes.