In between

Not Black,

Not white,

Where to draw the line?

A grey area blurred,

confused, by this gaping distance between two ends.

A place in time,

People having good times;

It was all so familiar,

yet I don’t belong here.

It’s like running on a scale,

Which ever edge I stop,

I tip the ends and fall.

But when I get back to the centre,

I realise it’s no longer linear,

I was running in circles,

in this never ending cycles.

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