By Neverend

Sometimes, though I try
I find I simply can not care.
Smiles and frowns are nothing more
Than masks for me to wear

No thought is strong enough to keep
A firm hold in my head
The part of me that loves and hates
Is weighted down with lead

I'm floating in a listless sea
Its water murky brown
I'm much too tired for climbing up
Too light for sinking down

I'm suspended in the middle
And I do not like it here
Things I loved with all my heart
I now find dull and drear

This numbness is unpleasant
I want some feeling back
They say white's the better shade
But grey is worse than black