The Grey One
"Because it may be those, Who hold the sharpest minds."
In this rainbow room,
I feel so very grey,
So out of place and lonely,
I'm not sure why I stay.
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My mouth is very quiet,
but my thoughts so very loud,
If only you'd look closer,
you might even be proud.
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Outside might appear grey,
but the beauty that's within,
A symphony of colour,
I wish you'd let me in.
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Be patient, stop and listen,
A surprise you might just find,
Underneath this shy exterior,
Lies wisdom undefined.
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The quietest in the room,
Is often the most cunning,
If all my thoughts came spewing out,
You'd find that you'd be running.
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I remember every word,
Memorised every lie,
While you were being far too loud,
To notice me pass by.
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The loudest on the outside,
the ones with brightest hue,
The darkness lies deep beneath,
They have their secrets too.
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So, don't mistake the grey ones,
The quiet or the shy,
Because it may be those,
Who hold the sharpest minds.
About the Creator
Jessie Waddell
I have too many thoughts. I write to clear some headspace. | Instagram: @thelittlepoet_jw |
"To die, would be an awfully big adventure"—Peter Pan | Vale Tom Brad
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