Light & Darkness

Jaded glances, quick fire judgments, won’t be acknowledged by me.
I am me for better or for worse and I can’t change what you think you see.
I can’t be the angel that everyone thinks that I am.
And I’m not the devil that I try to be and then condemn.

 

I’m living in the twilight somewhere between the light and darkness and it’s where I belong.

 

At my darkest, what I see as a glimmer you see as a light.
When I feel that I’m doing it all wrong you just tell me it’s all right.
I was off kilter but it was a hazy illusion.
My life’s too young and promising to jump to a conclusion.

 

I’m living in the twilight somewhere between the light and darkness and it’s where I belong.

 

I won’t fade in the light; I’ll shine on and on and on. 

And in the darkness, I’ll be my own beacon of hope.

 

I’m living in the twilight somewhere between the light and darkness and it’s where I belong.