What is Grey by Jack Romaine Grey is a gloomy morn A neutral opinion both Rose and thorn Neither good nor bad Not happy, not sad A ship in a mist sounding it's foghorn Grey can be light sadness or a watered down glee It's what drives a man to madness As he goes on a spree Grey is a shoddy old cloth to warmth the unaligned souls Gray is a clam chowder broth That doesn't quite fill the stomach's holes Grey is a purgatory for angels and demons alike Grey is a cold crematory that sears and freezes the psyche Grey is a happy old man who's secretly depressed Grey is a massive clan Not appreciated or oppressed Grey brings us together and tears us apart It is a freezing weather that burns up the heart No one likes Grey But everyone does Without a drink put away Grey brings a light buzz Without Grey who knows what the world would be A world with only good and bad, how good that would seem But without Grey there'd be no compromise Just a black and white world with black and white despise