In Between

[G. Tipton]

I am love, I am hate

I’m an atheist with faith

Vent my anger with a smile

I’m polite or obscene

Either whisper or I scream

I’m not quite what I seem

I’m somewhere in between

I am young in my old age

I am calm or in a rage

I’m your friend or enemy

A pacifist or at war

I am rich but I am poor

I’m all extremes

I’m nowhere in between

Wide awake

Or in a dream

Nowhere in between

Like the pulse of a machine

I’m driven to extremes

I feel the turmoil boil in me

I’m neither healthy nor diseased

I am all extremes

But I’m still in between

Say right or say wrong

Outcast yet I belong

I’m high or I’m dry

Say I am weak yet I am strong

In between

In between

I am my alter ego

I am subconsciously

In depth but also shallow

Or somewhere in between

Oh I know I am

Always first in line or last

I swim with sharks or drown with rats

I’ll defend as I attack

My world and yours are not the same

I am in a different lane

I am not where I seem

But I’m somewhere in between

I seek revenge

As I forgive

I die to live – ah

Not afraid but scared to death

I don’t fit in

In between – all extremes