If the answers were so simple,
To everything a person does,
Then all wrongdoings would be little,
And that would be robust.

I’ve travelled a long journey,
And back here is where I stand,
The border of what makes one holy,
Or what makes a human, a man.

Hmm, this seems familiar. Ohwait, i’ve been here before.. no wonder

Why is it wrong when it feels so right,
When the will and gut feelings allows so,
But the head and heart is in a fight,
Complicated, thats the way it goes

For the lack of a better word,
Is all that I can say, however absurd

But i love it.
every single bit of it