Yes, it's all there painted in black and white
Shrouds of grey filling up the edges
The unattainable
Why does my heart say something
Yet my action is another
Wouldn't it be better to quell the pain
Than to explain your actions every single time
To be honest and true about your own intentions
Than to try to make a wrong right
It's always about the core
Beneath the veils
The thick hard core that harbors nothing
But a dream that can never come true
