The sky is a dismal gray, as my mind holds dreary thoughts.
I see everything through a gray scale filter
I don’t see color, only dull lifelessness
Nothing is alive, everything is dead, just like my heart.
Smile? What’s what? Why bother?
All the people rush by, lost in their own gray scale world
None have time for such petty things as a smile.
There are places to go, people to see
Everyone lives by his agenda, and nowhere on the list is ‘smile’
Who has time for that?
I hurry along, past all the people, when I spot a little girl,
not yet affected by the hustle of everyday life.
She smiles at me and for one brief moment color fills the world.
Then her mother rushes her away, and again my world turns gray,
But she had set off a spark and I felt alive again.
And deep in my heart I stored that little smile
Because in a world such as this, a smile is worth more than gold.