The Greys 

Breaking promises knowingly,
Loosing the art of making up purposely,
Giving up on trying,
And spitting out borrowed words.

Mastering the art of icing,
Being the envy of many,
Creating the perfect piece,
And covering all the imperfections.

The Greys are here,
Time is short,
Will there be enough time to heal ?
And soon all will be ashes.