What feels right to me, to you
The difference lies within the hue
of bluish-green or greenish-glue
We're all the same within some time
Hours, Days, Minutes or Years
They all pass through All our spheres
yet nothing ventured is nothing gained
and we all reap what we have sown
Are you left or are you right
Do you work or do you waste
Black and white, right and wrong
It's still the same at the end of the day
Near or far or up or down
Ride the ride of life alone
but with the ones that you hold close
and hope they glimpse a piece of you
All types of people
We have all been once
or are destined to be
So open your eyes and really see
the sameness between you and me
ronda dennison
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-ve-figured-it-out/
