Happiness and sadness
It's all a matter of perception they say
Do you think I want to  be this way
Turning every color gray

Not seeing the things for now , predicting how they may fail
Heartbeats becoming faster than my thoughts
And time slowly flowing away

They ask why haven't you called since May
Are you all right is everything okay
I just sneak a smile which had meaning before
And ask, "Of course. What seems wrong?"