Night / Day

They say night and day are opposites,

But here they all look the same.

Always the same shade of gray

As dismal as the walls in my brain.

Is it night or is it day?

Time to sleep or time to play?

There's no way to decide

When you look outside.

The great sky's emotions are impossible to read.

I admit it, a little bit like me.

The sky is always the same shade of gray.

If you look at it too long, it makes you wonder

Am I colorblind?

Maybe I'm missing out on a perfect shade

Maybe the sky is the purest blue,

Or the most purple twilight.

Maybe the sky is pink with rising sun,

Or orange with the sunset.

It could be a rainbow of colors,

Shining in the sky.

It could be a beautiful portrait,

One that will dazzle onlookers for years to come.

It could be colorful,

But all I see is gray.