Strawberry Moon

Strawberry moon they said today,
But the clouds have made it grey.
With grey you do not know if it is black or white.
Grey is a deep thought for it hides light and darkness.
Truth and lie.
Intentions and love.
Hatred and need.
Obscuring truth and even lies.
And in the haze
You start believing.
And then deciding the truth.
And what you behold is a maze
And an unparalleled illusion
Of yourself and what the mirror tells you.
Your mirror is an illusion
Of what you want to see.
As words are what you want to believe.