Between Ideals

Caught between ideals
Yin and Yang
Fire and Ice
To be important to one of them would be my dream
To fall into the fantasy
A skewed vision of reality
I have eyes that see
Two opposing forces
Angel and Devil
Pulling me down
Telling me that I cannot live in Heaven or Hell
Eternal limbo
How can one let go of everything they know?
To surrender to settling down
Be happy in what they don't have
I wish I had that kind of blind faith
To trust you would do me good

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