This or that, I had a choice,
To make in silence, not a noise.
Take your pick, this or that,
And often this was only that.

I don't need your black and white,
It's not all logic or even right.
I can take a rainy grey,
As long as things don't stay the same.

I'll be moving to find colour,
Something open and a lot less duller.
I'll be seeking sun and rain,
To find my...