Some days, in a room with no windows and my eyes tightly shut I can see everything.
Other days, with the sun shining bright, my eyes wide open, and all the world before me I see nothing.
Most days it’s just a blur of gray on gray.
Some days, in a room with no windows and my eyes tightly shut I can see everything.
Other days, with the sun shining bright, my eyes wide open, and all the world before me I see nothing.
Most days it’s just a blur of gray on gray.