Life shows you colors that complicate your way of seeing things
From one point of view you see things in the color pink
But then you turn around and your eyes are filled with a cold hard gray
Then you have two paths put beneath your feet
One with soft pale greens, and yellows
The other a hard brown with black stones covering your path
You think the choice would be easy choosing the way you see things or which path to take
But in reality things are never as simple or straight forward as you want them to be
Yet we choose the path that always seems to be the easiest
But yet turn out to be the hard road from Hell
And you stop to think why you came here at all
To see why you made your destiny the way you did or just to see what you choose or what could have been.