The Contrary
The Contrary
I am what's up, pulled back by what's down.
I am a smile, next to a frown.
I am what floats, next to what sinks.
I am a wide eye, next to a wink.
I am what's right, surrounded by spite.
I am what's bright, but trapped in the night.
I am what's good, dragged down by what's bad.
I am what's glad, bummed out by what's sad.
I am what's fast, held back by what's slow.
I want to be happy, so now I must go.
