gray
so many people
walking down the street
and I am one of them
I look around
and I wonder
do I belong her?
between all these people
they look so colorfull
so happy and they're smiling
they don't know
that the edges of the mouth
can move the other way
looking at them
then looking at myself
makes me wonder
I'm gray
I'm not smiling
but is it wrong?
no, I don't think so
I know that I can be happy
and that I can be sad
I won't hide my feelings
not even when there grey
I will let them
lead my way
walking down the street
and I am one of them
I look around
and I wonder
do I belong her?
between all these people
they look so colorfull
so happy and they're smiling
they don't know
that the edges of the mouth
can move the other way
looking at them
then looking at myself
makes me wonder
I'm gray
I'm not smiling
but is it wrong?
no, I don't think so
I know that I can be happy
and that I can be sad
I won't hide my feelings
not even when there grey
I will let them
lead my way
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| Auteur: marjoleincris | 
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