That place between right and wrong, where definites cross.
The gray area in judgement.
The thin line between one extreme and another.
That’s where you placed me…..
I know I shouldn’t but I don’t want to do anything to stop myself.
And I do know what I want! Its for you to meet me at the place where I’m standing…
I didn’t stop myself and I got here…but will I be here standing alone?
So this is where I am…in an indistinguishable place.
And I’ll wait on you, fingers crossed.