Thoughts from my sleep

Things, are not always black or white
So many shades and colors lay between
People don't have to be wrong or right
Just as something’s remain unseen.
Skies can be clear or even overcast
As nature needs both the sun and rain
Love makes you happy while it lasts
But hate only brings people pain
The moons always there but not always full
Like a glass is half empty sometimes
When you finish a book, have you read it all?
Did you see what's hidden between the lines
Opinions may differ but a fact doesn't change
Just as history cannot be undone
Things, seem to be normal, but turn out strange
Yet they've molded the person you've become.
If we always search for the middle ground
Would we ever arrive at the end?
If we are never lost, we could not be found
With nothing broken there is nothing to mend.