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
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