Waves

It's a strange thing to separate yourself and see things for what they are.
Objectively, you notice the ebb and flow of life and relationships.
Decent attempts to carry out human actions become misconstrued,
and the bold black line is drawn heavy in the sand.
Which side is mine, and which is yours?
Am I the sea, scary and unsettling?
Or do I stand opposite the waves, staring into my destiny?