It can be hard to find your way
When you watch the sun drown
In a sea of gray.
But it's okay.
The sun will come back another day.

One day, you wake up and start to see everything through another sight.
You see that we all are the same stupids human beings as everyone on this planet. Everyone is gray, everyone search only attention. That attention is necessary to keep alive their Ego. Egoistic and individualistic creature, that what is a human.
They need to be "the only one" in anything, but they're just another one doing nothing new, only hungry of "likes" and selling their self for nothing more than something that doesn't exists.
We are bored, we are sad, we are unsatisfied, we are...

I needed to
know for me,

if I loved the lie
or 
if I lied to love
the lie.

It no longer matters.

I mixed my
 blacks and whites, 
now it's all gray.

I love gray.

This planet a palette

Its people shades of gray

Not separate, but

Apart I'd contrast hue

Man now knows variety

lead rain
the prison bars of gray days

spinning the umbrella propeller
mercury people blend in

but it’s not what we’re all made of

Rain..
Sky is crying again...
Moon is not yellow tonight..
Sad..
Night..
Dreams..
Next morning is cloudy..
Gray..
Gray..
Gray..
Life is passing by slowly..
Time is sleeping ... that is why...
Stars..
People..
Talking..
I can't hear you..
Are my dreams gray as well..?
Are they empty..
Without you..
You..
Waiting..
Door is opening..
Are you coming?
Today..
Maybe tomorrow..
Grey..
Again..
Waiting..
I am Holding the time..
...For tomorrow..