Relationship is vague in reality

but clear in ideality.

It’s simple in childhood,

but complex in adulthood.

It’s something happened passively,

but controls people actively.

It can be as bright as the morning sunlight,

but it can be as dim as dying candle light.

What is good?

What is bad?

It’s too complicated to be understood.

It’s just too sad to know the truth.

What means good is to know