Conflict

No longer black and white

No longer right and wrong

Not sure which fight to fight

I know my path is long

Twists and turns, an endless maze

Flames and burns, to this craze

While trying to find the truth

Here I am tore

I continue hunting like a sleuth

Yet shaken to the core

Though in this conflict

And because of this pain

I don't have to be perfect

I just got to stay sane