The Middle Ground

I'm on the middle ground, your heart is pulling me down.
Am I supposed to be what you wanted me to be?
What about my freedom that you say I have?
Yet haven't I always faced opposition?
To be myself; didn't I sacrifice everything?
So where is the support?
Where is the guidence?

Must I always fall in the in between?
Where is my freedom?
Where is my release?
People say: "lead by example", yet they don't understand the sacrifice that comes with it.

Does being myself and existing mean I must always suffer as if I am less than everything else?
Where are the answers?
Where is the truth?
Cause all I see is a god that wants commitment, a devil that wants to use,
and a people too consumed with distractions to see what the world has become.