Mixing black and white to Grey
Its confusing living life this way,
Separate worlds going to and fro
Footprints concealed by falling snow
Lost in a maze of smiles and tears
So much has changed in a matter of years,
Sunshine to rain, blue skies to mist
Like magic made at the flick of a wrist.
Friendships forming, new places to find
But never dis-guarding the past left behind
A wandering spirit, a dancing flame
Sometimes a nightmare, sometimes a game.
Emotions juggled with witches and clowns
Pushing the laughter to cover the frowns,
Some nights spent with memories alone
So far away from the comfort of home.
Purple and white collide into pink
There's no going back, no time to think,
Just battle each day, break each night
Cry with the black, and sing with the white.
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