| Grayness |
| My mind is filled, With mists of gray, So heaping full, What shall I say. You have told me once before, Nothing can come between us, There is to long a stretch of distance, And it makes me want to cuss. I care for you so dearly, And I think you feel the same, But the grayness filling up our minds, Are destroying us without shame. We need to find a solution, To work things out between us, Because if I cannot be with you, I need be hit by a bus. The grayness is now spreading, From my mind, to heart and soul, For I have an emptiness there within, And want you to feel that hole. |