Dull

Dull
By: Austin

Imagine a life,
Where colors are grey,
Where nothing seems beautiful,
Where nothing seems amazing,
Where nothing seems fun,
Yet it seems so to everyone else,
Just not you,
Because you are grey inside,
Filled with neither Hate nor Love,
Simply grey.
Isn’t it dull?
Of course not,
Because you enjoy these things,
You can’t imagine the grey,
You can’t imagine my life,
Unless you’ve seen things,
The same as I do,
The same as I have,
The same as I will,
Because I lack the common man’s ignorance,
I see what makes everything “wonderful,”
And I see no point.
It is dull indeed.