But I play two sides, hiding the darker part cause I'm scared what you'll find.

Still in the light I know a bit of dark,
darker sides of me festering in my heart.
I would explain what it is, but I myself am trying to figure this darkness out.

See I learned monsters too need to eat,
my darker colours make me a beast out to feast.
Cause I feed sometimes on lightness till I'm all but darkness,
A cynic type of picture cause really I'm a cynic  type of artist.

And mixing the two colours completes the full picture, but I show one side in the light day.

Cause if I'm going to die tomorrow, let me live tonight,
If it's a cost for me let me spend this life.
But if the darker colours tend to peep through when I lose control,
you'd be wise not to tame such a thing if you value your soul.

My lightness would give me reason to cry, as the dark holds a lot in.
The dark enjoys nightmares, as the light is only a dream.

But oh well, I guess that's what you get for being kaleidoscope,
playing two sides is frankly draining and no joke.
For I know people fall attracted to the lightness,
but the dark gives a reason to run away,
But you feel a bit of commonality to my darkness,
cause our situation is kinda the same.

Kaleidoscope, dark and light,
brave or fright.
Good or bad, a changing perspective,
I lack a strong fibre in will, and the will for repentance.

But I don't regret this, I just expect this.