I'm Walking A Fine Line

I'm walking a fine line
Oh, how fine a line it is
It's like walking a tight rope
Between choices
I lean one way
I fall into black
The other way
I fall into light
It's obvious which one is right
But what about the outcomes?
What if the black is the right choice?
The light isn't always good
They say to not go into the light
But dark is so threatening
How many bad things come from black?
This could be another
But the only way I'll find out
Is if I take the risk