Neither black nor white,
But grey.
That is the colour I am.
That is the colour we all are.
Intentions not evil or saintly,
But grey.
That is how I roll.
That is how we all play.
To put me in a box
Would be a mistake.
To categorise everyone and everything
Is the fault we all make.
Nothing can hurt nor heal
Completely and forever.
Still we carry their impacts
Overlooking the grey.
It’s never simple enough
To pick one and leave another.
It’s always complicated,
As it’s always grey.
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Yes we are a mix of so many things.
You penned it very well here.
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Thank you so much! If only I could know your name…
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Very true! None of us are just one shade or the other. There are a myriad of shades in between. That’s what makes each one of us special. ☺
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Very true and very deep! No one person is just one thing. Everyone has a reason for why they are the way they are based off their own experiences and have reasons for doing what they do. Reasons we can’t see just by looking at the outside appearance of a person
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Thank you, Jai. I’m so glad that you agree. ☺
You’re absolutely right. Our experiences make us. Judging someone in one go, or even a few for that matter, isn’t enough.
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