I need a way to escape from this condition
I try to be an optimist, every day I meet resistance.
The Borderline declined,
Greet The pessimist existence
They argue back and forth
Let the realist listen
I need a break from this mind state,
This Never ending debate
Twenty-five years they've been arguing straight.
The black and white of my hemispheres, are mixing their shade.
This battle back and forth has me blending to gray.
First, it was fun like playing a game,
Breaking down the meaning
Finding lines, between what they say.
I'd sit and listen for hours; I'd do this every day.
Now there's no new meaning and I don't want to play!