Society confuses me. Since when did doing the right thing have so many strings attached? When letting emotion, fear, struggles, and so on interfere between right and wrong? “Life is not as black and white as you may want to see it” she says. With a fist in my mouth and the unknown weighing my heart down, doing the “right” thing seems… wrong.
I agree, life is not as black and white as we may want it to be. It’s not the 9-5 job, or the go to school and get your education to find a decent job to support yourself and work super hard for the rest of your life, life. If it truly was that black and white, we wouldn’t have blue skies, and green grass. We wouldn’t have the yellow sun and the gray moon. Life cannot be just one or two colors in a multi-colored world.
To try and have a pure soul and a clear mind finds the nature of humanity raining over and clouding our eyes through judgement and overthinking situations. The destruction of the infinite levels of hope soon turn false, and all that is left is the madness of our own self-questioning. If the sun turned red and the clouds turned yellow, what a word we will weep. To sing the song of self-right and self-wrong, all along the wishful wand that we want to wave over the wasted land of love and lingering luck.
So why do we wonder? Why question the good from the bad? Right from wrong? Misery from must? Societal standards and questioning of the wretched morality that fights wars in our weary hearts? Our mind is our leader while the heart is a string that can be pulled and tugged while our mind is trying to just go down the right path.
We exist to survive and survive to live and live to find ourselves. We go through tunnels and mazes and roads less traveled to eventually lead up to the final stop. Death. We shall die. Scary? I bet. For most, it is quite terrifying to think that one day you may die, never knowing whose reflection you saw or what quote you were meant to sing? What words should’ve left the mouth of the silent voice speaking?
To love the destruction of the shadow that darkens the mind through punishment leading us to a lesson better learned. What is worse? A lesson never learned. In that moment, the shadow grows, and the nights become permanent.
Therefore, I question: Am I right society? Am I wrong mind?