All I see is grey
like clouds fading away
like nothing they weigh
waiting for doomsday
O, let's fall asleep
and be forgetful
O, just let us be
our crazy self mental
I want to dream
the lucid way
and by fascinated by the agleam
of the colors that decay
O, do not wake up
Do not lose control
O, be aware
and find your soul
YOU ARE READING
The shark
PoetryThe shark does have tears running on his face, but he lives in the water so you don't see them and so comes the oceans to be salty.
