"Cold as winter
strong as stone
she faced the darkness
all alone
a silver goddess, a reflection
a mirage, a recolection
no return, no turning back
the past is gone, the future black
serpents gather in their nest
as she stands above the rest
shadow's hunt
she hunts the shadow
the moon is risen
she stands below
she views her world
through the eyes of others
black and white
there are no colors
as she looks upon a shattered youth
a shattered mirror,
shows a shattered truth."
       by Amelia Atwater-Rhodes

Maybe the point isn't seeing what other people tell you, but learning to see things for yourself, to see the shades of grey mixed in. Yes there is evil, and yes there is good, but there is those who are in between, searching for the right way to escape. A shattered truth is the one that the world has been trying to hide from us no one is just good there is no justifiable excuse for killing those who are termed evil. In doing so you yourself begin to become like them.