Grey Poem by Vlad Mutuleanu

Growing up was hard
In a world of black and white,
How I tried to reach the grey
How it drifted far away.

I am one of the two faces
Strictly opposites but faithed
And I dance with both of them
Till my heart, conquested.

And then time came flying by
Still growing me white
And the clear contrast from before
Now is blending more and more.

Black turns into white
And white turns into black
Turning grey where there was naught
Just a middle, what is that?

I must start to roam the grey
It is expected all the same
The world is not only for two
It is for many, just like you