What can you call me?
I'm not water but I'm not dirt.
I'm stuck somewhere in the middle.
I'm not a liquid nor am I a solid
Just something out of the norm.
And I'm the yellow light.
I'm not as strict as the red
But I'm not as free as the green.
I can't say if you should go or not
But you accept me all the same.
And I'm the peanut butter jelly in your sandwich.
I'm squished in the middle, stuck together.
I can't be one without the other.
Because I am mud.
I am the phenomenon you can't explain.
I'm the thing that takes two to complete.
I'm can't be one without the other.