Is it always love or hate with you?
Can we not just be friends?
Will it always be hot or cold with you?
This madness, will it end?
Can you just see me for me?
Not as evil, not as pure
Look into my eyes and tell me
If i'm the sickness, where's the cure?
With you there's never half and half
It's either wrong or exactly right
You only see to bright, or darkness falls
Please, adjust to the light
Can't you see the hurting?
Can't you feel the pain?
Or are these emotions
Just that much out of range?
Can you not see all this beauty
In the land in between
Things don't have to be perfect
They don't have to be mean
Look closely at yourself
See what's hurting more
Not seeing the good things
Or opening the door
How do you miss out on life
(it's not just night and day)
How can you just see black and white
When there's all these shades of gray
bravo.. I know how that feels you write very well, your writing is not just words it takes a person to where you were it is everything from that moment..