Gray

Between the lines of black and white,
He was every color of Gray, dark and light.

And as someone who only processed in binary,
Your decimals were a little too tough to my bases,
If you were a 1, or 0 Id know better, Maybe
If you were just black or just white, I would see you better, Maybe.

Or Maybe it was the distance between us,
If I moved a little closer Id see you're black,
And if I moved any far than I am now, Id see you're white.


But In the tales of black and white,
I am still caught in thought, how,
You found the colors to paint me,
Where the world had left me Gray.