two faced

Everything has its oppisite

Why can´t I have my very own inside me

with my heart both doing a ying and yang 

I can´t tell you which one I like best

darkness is fun

but it gets cold there with no one beside you

the light is nice

but it makes me heavy with guilt 

you know what I mean 

I want to be both

why can´t I 

I know what is right and what is fun