Two different shade of colors
One portrays good deeds
a kind heart
Ready to give anything to meet people needs
Sometimes I wish that was me
But it's hard to be happy when black
Is in my company
Happiness isn't a shade I can't see
Only the torturous black comforts me
Hugs me tight like a lost friend you don't want to see
It's uncomfortable like when my dad try's to speak to me
White is the light
It's shine can't reach me through the night
Only in shades of grey
Dulles my heart
Like a knife that's lost its usefulness
It's hard to find white
When I'm so use to black