broken poetry

it's hard to tell the difference between black and white when everything's gray
it's hard to understand right and wrong when everything's ok
it's easier to leave than it is to stay
I know that with all this emotional baggage, I'm the one to blame
I swear that with you it was never a game
if you leave ill understand
please realize that when I ask you to stay its not a demand
please don't go
I can't do this alone


disclaimer: this only rhymes because I was experimenting a little