April
with you, it's never a simple dilemma
never yes or no, together or apart, black or white
you delight in shades of dangerous gray and it's
static in the yes, defiance in the no
heartbreak and full hearts twisted in the mix
and as you announce your decision -
your choice of 'apart', of 'no', of definite black,
you let some more silver-shaded half-truths slip
so it's unclear if there was a truth to begin with
you hide yourself behind yourself and leave me twisted in the mix
for the first time, I'm not looking forward to April
I want none of these sprouts, bright colours, new beginnings
black or white, dead or alive -
just check true or false and let me choose the colours from that point
I've had enough with being twisted in the mix
and you can stay with your grays.
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