Gray

When I was a child
I saw in black and white.
Everything was obvious
Either wrong or right.
No arguments, no pros and cons
Choices were precise.
Pure and joyous charity
Gave me a simple life.
So I grew and learned to face the world
Living life that way.
And now I feel so unprepared
'Casue black and white turned gray.
My unfaltering vision failed
Focus left my eyes.
Where choices were once obvious
I can't tell wrong from right.
Because today I am a teenager
And nothing's quite so clear.
I'm seeing through an adult's eyes
A child's biggest fear.