This piece is amazing, I don't have any words that could honestly describe how much I love this piece.

The title caught my eye because we used to have a bus company called Gray Green here, haha,
(random fact for you)
but also because of the contrast
Gray is a bleak colour, the colour of rainclouds
and Green is the colour of nature and luck

I got from the beginning that you were questioning your inspiration in a world that is falling apart.
You were asking for help to change the world but other people don't notice whags going on, they all are in there own lives.

I loved the meaning of this, reaching out to make it a better place.
Fantastic!!

Passerby's, won't you stop and help me?

^^ I loved that question and I ask that often. Why don't strangers help strangers they see need help? I am a passerby that helps.

I liked your title also. Very different and like Tara said since you wrote a contrasting type poem, gray green were great choices to describe it.

Good write!

This piece is great. I really enjoyed it..at times, it made me sad, i was visioning people just passing by this girl who needs their help and they do nothing. Amazing.