Black, White, and Grey

I wrote this a long time ago, but what do you think?

My world’s spinning too fast.

Is my mind turning black?

Can my heart withstand the blast?

The clock’s hand’s turning back.

 

Vain and caring, black and white.

Why can’t one be grey?

My heart and mind fight.

Why can’t they be friends to stay?

 

My mind’s covered by a grey cloud.

The world’s spinning round and round.