What are the lines we cross in life?
Are there lines between
wrong and right
selfish and driven
holy and sinner
human and less-than
or is it all a gray area?
or are we all gray areas?
I'm short, smart, passionate, funny, determined, talkative, selfish, strong...
some think of me as nothing at all
but to myself
I am just a broken human being
on a never-ending rollar coaster
just trying my best to get by
and stand tall with dignity
No words can confine my ways
no phrases can define my days.
And maybe that's what we all are.
Yet, we obsess with outlining others
as to say they are this and not that
so we don't have to take the time to uncover
their shining desires and deepest struggles.
It's a lot easier to swaddle someone with a few words
than to listen to their story of adjectives and verbs
and realize our fibers are the same
everything else is an ocean of gray.
We are never this nor that
we just are