black, white and gray

there's no halfway turn
no sideway burn
its either face me with your back
or come straight at my wrath
dont give me that look
dont show me that tear
its either you are brave
or a crying and limping wimp
dont give me that glassy stare
or ill break you into pieces
never dare
you had my paintbrush
for a rainbow mural
dont taint that white
and never make it black
but all you love to paint
is that brooding sad grey
as if another storm is on its way
what made you do that
i can never tell
but can always understand
the things i fail to comprehend
cause you are the gray
that had taught me how to pray