Sharpen teeth or sink beneath it I’ve been stuck here before Should I go or should I stay I can’t think straight anymore Within this frame defined Turn blue to grey in time I’ll just end up being silent Because my words don’t mean a thing Why should I take all the blame When I’m just hanging by a string Taking time to think it over While my heart is checking in It’s a game of keeping secrets That I’m never going to win Transparency’s apparent swings Watch them rise and watch them fall Colors returning, bright and burning Turning points, one and all Brеathe in deep Painting pictures in the mirror Whеre it once was black and gray Drifting closer to the colors Of a bright and sunny day Isolation was a friend But now I’m glad to see them go A change of seasons, state of mind Basking in the afterglow