Shades of gray
Clouds and rain

Rays of light
The will to fight

All we are
Is fleeting flames

Yet we are so fragile
So sensitive to pain

But we live to the fullest
Yet we strive to keep alive

A random face in a crowd
Just a drop in a big world

But we all feel important
In our own little worlds

Our problems are so little
Compared to the big picture

Yet we all still exist in our own little worlds