Imagine the world in monochrome,
Nothing but varying shades of black and white.
Would this still feel so wrong
Or would it finally feel right?
Because I wouldn’t have to filter through shades of grey,
Attempting to distinguish cruel from unassuming,
Or nostalgia from deep longing.
I wouldn’t have the luxury of range.
Maybe indecisiveness would evade,
This unsettled heart of mine.