We live in light

Not because we see gray during the day

Grey became the new day

Reckless against seeing any good

We barricade with despair toward the world

And with our attitude

We pass our chance to change

Smoking, drinking, fucking

We avoid responsibility

Generations “growing-up” sooner

That remain the same

We grew up to be our own ancestors

Dying exactly where they left for us

Leaving in the history books

That once the day had been bright

And then it changed gray

And that is gray now.