Day 149: Black and White

We are not binary in any way, though I refuse to believe that we have a gray area when it comes to certain things we like to think that we are more attached to these black and whites. We are locked in these phases sometimes, the need to choose between the right and wrong and though we sometimes don't know why, we are drawn to it and by it. I think the end of weeks are a weird place to think about decisions we make, when all you want to do is let some things end and move on to the next one. Our incomplete journeys are about the incessant need to be realized sometimes, somewhere and by someone. Heading out in between the black, the white and gray.

Black and White
Why are some question left in between the gray?
Neither Black, nor white , in between what might and what may
Why are some questions harder to answer on their own?
While those who asked the questions are long gone

We are trapped in between the black and white
Between making decisions where there is none to make
We are frozen in between a relentless fight
Trying to escape some of our biggest mistakes.

We are worth the save, both you are I
We have seen both the right and wrong of many things
We are not here to tell ourselves that we try
We are here with no more reasons than our own free will

Our black and white picture frames,
Our photographs might have faded but still look the same
You are just as you used to be, and I am just myself in my own way
Chances are when we are called to life, we are colored neither black
                                                                 nor white and not even gray.