The Gray

not really knowing where i belong

Not everything is black or white,
there is a world of gray, where we can not see though, but it never goes away,
not black like pitch or white as snow,
but gray, a place we never quite know.
you could pick a place to plant your feet, black is where you'll stay, always the darkness, no light to fade it away,
but if black is not to your liking, then the light it is, no sleep for you, no twilight sun, the light always wins.
So I'll be gray, please don't judge, i like the blackness but also crave the sun.