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Black or White
It’s like:
No matter what I do,
who I turn to,
what I think,
what I want,
how I act,
where I am,
part of me is with you.
And you make me happy,
so happy.
I can be with you for hours and hours and never be bored.
Every little thing amazes me,
I can’t help but see the amazing person you are.
Because I feel so right.
I feel so
calm
and at ease.
Please,
don’t make me give that up.
What is right?
What is wrong?
How have we lasted so long?
I beg myself for freedom.
It haunts me,
it tortures me.
I give in.
To who?
To them?
To myself?
I plead to soar high,
and then I give myself the chance.
But I hold back.
Because the ground is soft,
welcome,
warm.
It doesn’t do me harm.
But falling will.
This is all figurative.
I have to take a step.
But what does that mean?
Take a step where?
How?
The thoughts, they come so easy.
Precise.
Life is not like that.
No fine lines,
no black or white,
no wrong or right.
Is this love that blinds my sight?
Why can’t I take flight?
Why do I have to fight?
I need to let go of something good
to grab onto something
better.
But I let fear pull me back into its warm and comforting arms.
Where I’m safe,
happy
and content.
But the flip side…
There’s always a flip side.
When nothing is wrong,
how do you fix it?
How do you improve
everything you’ve ever wanted?
How do you walk away
from happiness
with no reason,
no regret?
Am I scared,
or am I ignoring what I’m screaming?
Where am I going?
What am I doing?
I’m lost deep inside of love,
and I can’t get out…
do I want to?
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