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WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?
Suddenly all my thoughts are
KILL
but why?
everyone around me is so nice...
i'm nice...
but now...
why?
I'VE BECOME SO NUMB!
*SCREAMS*
why am i like this now?
no one influenced me like this...
am I suppose to be nice?
"NO ONE CAN BE LIKE ME"
I keep thinking that way, but for some reason...
I'm ... ... ...
diffrent?
In a good way?
or bad way?
Is there such thing as good or bad?

voice: look at yourself. you are becoming a "goodie goodie"
is that a bad thing?
voice: ...
maybe I am becoming a "goodie goodie" .
but if I'm a "goodie goodie" I have great friends
voice: friends aren't always there for you. remember her?
... she left me for someone "better"
voice: correct
maybe not all the people are like that.
voice: name 2 in real life.
... I can't.
voice: you don't need friends.
but... ... ... i don't know.
voice: come, explore the world that you call "dark"
it's... so... ... admiring...
beautiful.
voice: no one understands the life of us, but you do, rose.
... the "dark" side... it's ... addicting...
voice: you were ment for this place Aurora Black Rose...
*hears a familiar hum*
what a beautiful sound...
voice: yesssssss, come closer, feel the darkness within you...
i'm feeling... the darknesss within m--
a whisper: AURORA SNAP OUT OF IT!
lights shinning everywhere...
i thought I was dark...
voice: no. become dark again!
why? the light it's... pretty
voice: you are sounding like one of them again.
dark and light are both... special.
voice:I can't make you, fully dark unless you want so my work here is done.
wait! come back!
*silence*
GET THE HELL OVER HERE!
O_O I never talk like that...

a whisper: darkness creeps inside of you until it consumes you...
light brings out the heart in you...
too much light and your heart gets brought out to the dark...
too much dark and you won't exist until the light gives you a shadow once again.

Will I ever break free?
Maybe I'll always be the night, while being the day.
I will always love the moon, while honoring the sun.

I'll always be in the middle.

In light, for the love of dark.
Dark for the world of light,

Will this stop.

Every one must choose a side.
The side you choose, will make you who you are.

What if you chose neither?
What would you be?
What if there was no such thing as a side?

"There is no right or wrong, it is you thinking that decides what to do."

Is it possible to never have a side? Can't you be both?
Start a new world, your world.