The Fine Line

There is a fine line between what we want and what we need,
Sometimes its crossed by sadness, sometimes its crossed by greed,
But there’s no doubt at all, that we all choose the path we take,
In spite of all the consequences, and hearts we leave to break,
There is a fine line between who we are, and who we want to be,
And sometimes it takes a blinding light to finally help us see,
The realities of life that make us into who we are,
That either pulls our dreams towards us, or pushes them afar,
There is a fine line between what is love and what is hate,
Entangled in a choking vine that weaves the veins of fate,
Some of us will listen… and take the leap of faith without fear,
Some of us will choke on the choice and fall apart in tears,
There is a fine line between what is, and what shall be,
And CLEARLY in your life, what is just isn’t me,
It’s not because I’m worthless or not deserving of the chance,
It’s because you’re just not strong enough to take my hand and dance,
There is a fine line between what we want and what we need,
Sometimes its crossed by sadness, sometimes its crossed by greed,
It’s a line I crossed in search of you, that now has left be black,
But now I see that blinding light, and there is no turning back.