black and white

as so commonly used the excuse of being "only human", has created a cliche. it has its reason for being a "cliche". now being stuck in between "friends" and a decision of gray territory occurs what would you do. no matter what your wrong. no matter what your right. tie in some personal emotion of jealousy, yes jealousy, and you get thrown to the ground. and we live to learn and we learn to live. the mistakes that are given out are consequential and looked at as unforgivable. when in the first place we learn. and a great loss is always the result. a line is crossed. a line. why do we have lines. to keep in the black and white, the right and the wrong? or an influenced decision based upon false fed information, stubbornness, and a high horse. i cleared my thoughts. a step closer to a night spent asleep. ive seen too many times a friendship, a relationship, any sort of bond, destroyed through a morally gray area decision. and people so quick to throw up there fists and swing at the world. and i am a horribly candidate to object, but i do. i have been wronged in so many ways, and ive handed out my fair share of second chances. i have grown bitter. i have been broken. and now ive grown tired of always hating. which is funny because anger is among my feelings of resenting hate. (lawlz) dealing with the world doesnt have to be hard. being happy doesnt have to be hard, but we always make it too hard.

this hate, this mistrust.
i cant speak, im full of disgust.
are these decisions mine or am i following fate?
or am i becoming no better than what i hate?
this rage, you regress
a plague, your out to infest.
a night on the town and their flesh you ate.
youre no better than everything you fucking hate.