Drawn in black and shades of grey
On pages of white my story is portrayed
In a sketched out world, I'm a sketched out man
And my whole life has been drawn by hand
I am just a poor animation
And I am just a pen's creation
Flip through my pages but please turn them slow
If you go too fast you'll fill me with woe
For I have such a very short time
I am trapped within these outlines
I am just a poor animation
Or am I just in your imagination