Innocence
Doesn't really exist in our world
The "good" are innocent of all crimes
Except that they allow the crimes
To occur around them
The "evil" are by no means innocent
Blood upon their souls,
Corruption running rampant within them
But which of them is more innocent?
The "good" know perfectly well
The things that happen in the world
The crimes that the "evil" perpetuate
Are the "good" worse 
Because they do not care?
In looking to myself for the answer
I begin to wonder which catagory I fit
I am by no means "good"
My crimes are enough to deny me
But I see the things that the "good"
Attempt to ignore
I despise the crimes of those around me
But I commit them myself
Is a hypocrit good or evil?
Lies or truth, which is which?
Reality is subjective
What is evil to me may be good to you
But neither good nor evil mean anything
In the great scheme of things
Truth or lies, who can see?
The torrent pours through me
Willing me to understand
Frustration builds within me because I don't
What right have I to be frustrated
With my own lack of knowledge?
This lack forced upon me by the world
Maybe I wouldn't be evil if I knew
What evil was
But the world does not let me decide
Imposing upon me the things I would be
Regardless of what I want
Good or evil, which am I?
Or maybe I am a little of both
Who can say?
Those who call themselves good
Are evil by nature, ignoring their crimes
And those who call themselves evil
Know not what good is
So how can they decide?
I've learned nothing in my life
Or everything, however you chose to see it
Good or evil, truth or lies, which is it?
The real answer I have not found
Is does the difference really matter?