"my life hang as a tightrope of words that I've created
along the way,
and you all stood there
as ring masters of this perfectly orchestrated circus;
smiling and clapping,
eyes never leaving as I took every step;
waiting for me to make one small mistake,
and I am excruciatingly trying so hard not to trip, not to fall,
but my feet are now sore, and I'm slowly losing my balance;
one can only take so much before they break, love.
and trust me, I'm about to."