Grey Cell Green Shrug
The possibilities that you can achieve
The opportunities that fall at your feet
It's so hard to reach across the distance between
Every situation taken to the extreme
Tolerate mediocrity
No distinction between wrong and right...
Slowly overflowing it can't hold anymore
A quiet storm is raging and it's reaching the shore
No regard for the sanctity
Of all that life offers you
Just keep with traditions
Never questioning why
Why?
