The Opposite of Me

For me it had always been simple People were either good or simply evil For me there were never any shades Greys to me were excuses we often made Justifications made so we could still claim That what we do is with good aim So I couldn't understand forgiveness well For me it really was more like gruel Something I must do to survive Meeting people showed me to thrive It gave me needed perspective That what I see is not all there is That she's more than just a tease She did the best she knew she could Some sacrifices she thought were good So I can't presume to know her shoe size So forgiveness became sweet as pies I guess I finally understand The opposite of me