None of who I know are from the rich
Or the wise.
None of who I know are from lies
Or from truths.
We are from the gray area
Because the world is
Not
Black and white
Light and dark
No;
We are the gray area
And we are the ones
Who actually wear the ugly sweaters we get in the mail.
Side A says it's ugly
Side B says it's itchy
The middle ground are us
And we say
Hell to you two
I'll wear the damn sweater.