灰狼

Every child is born kind, yet born to tell lies

Every killer should be ruthless, yet some aren't so cold

Though roses are pretty, they can also prick and wound

Who for a few meals, harbors thoughts beyond their bound

Who is the white sheep, who is the gray wolf

Who decides who can be forgiven

Don't speak with such cold, detached words

It's not black or white, it's the existence of gray

All have loved fiercely, all have hurt someone

All have burned their brains, all have woken in time

All have foolishly waited, all have kicked away

It's not black or white, it's the existence of gray

Life has never been, absolutely good or bad

Split a heart open, there are so many hidden truths

You and I alike live, in a world of black and white

This world has a stereotype, for the big bad wolf

Under the wolf's skin may be a sheep, at a dead end

Who isn't hurt, wounds then get infected

Who has a harder life, who is more desperate

All are white sheep, all are gray wolves

Don't look with common, narrow eyes

All carry within, contradictory signs

When a joyful heart slowly gets covered in gray

Slowly breeds a ghost within the heart

Day by day, tears stain the water