Tip of the scales,
Breaking of balance,
The slightest anomaly,
Causing the biggest difference,
Living in extremes,
No middle ground to be had,
Neither happy nor sad,
More so manic and mad,
Poster child for crazy,
A candidate for insanity,
No matter the method,
The result remains the same ,
Too much of one thing,
Or too much of a another,
Hyperactive yet depressed,
An inappropriate mess,
The dark side of humanity that society doesn't want to see,
That fuck is just a word,
And perception is circumstantial,
And at the end of the day, I'm just being me,
Why is it appropriate to say one thing but not another?
At the end of the day, does anyone even know the answer?
Those little shadows don't go away because you won't look,
They stay and they wait for a chance to be understood.
If we cannot talk about things that really matter,
And the structure of conversation is to be about the weather,
Then what is the purpose of the capability to think,
To have the thirst but refuse to take a drink,
In a world full of sheep, strive to be the shepherd,
Silence is a choice, and oppression is a factor,
So am I wrong just because you think you are right?
Are my opinions not valid because they don't match others?
Are my struggles pointless because they were in more than one chapter?
If you believe I am wrong because you think you are right, then your argument is invalid and better left for those more balanced.
