Something pure and corrupt
Not quite there but not quite gone
Is it lost for good?
Or is it here to stay?
To live with it is to live without it
Spiraling down into the sky
And draining up to the ocean
It is opposite of what is similar
Confusing in only appearance
Clear in what does not seem real
Cloudy in a clarifying moment
Something pure and corrupt
Feeding the envy
Starving the hate
Urging the jealousy
Defeating the petty
Confident in all that is good
Untrusting in the faith
Skeptical in what is untrue
Something pure and corrupt
Like an emotional rollercoaster
Always going up and down
When you expected it to go side to side
Stopping when you wanted to go
Leaving when you wanted to stay
Cannot follow the rules
But cannot break the rules
Stuck in between
Wondering what could be
When all it is
Is what it is not