the man in the white suit is standing there.
it`s not my choice of what to wear.
he`s so cool in his whiteness.
he`s so cool in his brightness.
he`s so misunderstood in his lightness.
we can`t tell what he`s thinking, who he`s missing, who he loves and who he cares for most......in his dreams.
then he walks away.
never will we see him another day.
the man in the white suit.