Good and Right

Who knew that doing the good thing may sometimes be not right  
I didn’t know that it can exist in a plane, separated 
But now I suffer for this mistake 
I didn’t I’d regret taking 
Clear as night and day 
I thought I was owed 
But as I lost it all 
none got repaid 

I was just asking for what I thought was mine 
Maybe a little time 
In the sun 
Where you shine 

But instead, I document 
A heartbreak I deserve 
For failing to discern 
What’s good may not be right 
In the long run…