I walk across the street and come your way , but before you preach let me just say....
hey.
I am either this, but never
that , up or down..
but never all a round ,
a big bright smile that
can so easily turn completely vile, but hasn't in quite awhile...
a brave wise old soul , a playful wounded child,
I am white or black
but never Grey,
trust me my dear I'm just as confused i leave my own mind astray
.tucked away in this bay..
and I hope you don't hear me cry to gid...