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I tread on the tightrope Suspended between thinking too little And thinking too much I balance precariously Tiptoeing towards optimism But humanity sways me And I shakily creep Towards despair The costume chafes There is not enough chalk on my shoe The lights are too bright And a pearly bead of self-awareness Trickles past my temple And drips on the dirt baseness A thousand feet below And yet-- The crowd smiles And gasps And cheers And claps And I am reminded That everything Is a show So I smile And I bow With a flourish And I soak in the adoration And try to forget That the struggle repeats Each night In each town But the show can And does Go on
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Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 5:41 PM UTC
The Balancing Act
I tread on the tightrope Suspended between thinking too little And thinking too much I balance precariously Tiptoeing towards optimism But humanity sways me And I shakily creep Towards despair The costume chafes There is not enough chalk on my shoe The lights are too bright And a pearly bead of self-awareness Trickles past my temple And drips on the dirt baseness A thousand feet below And yet-- The crowd smiles And gasps And cheers And claps And I am reminded That everything Is a show So I smile And I bow With a flourish And I soak in the adoration And try to forget That the struggle repeats Each night In each town But the show can And does Go on
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roseruminations
Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 5:41 PM UTC
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