Maya Hanson (mye3 poet)


Balance


I stand here and watch
as you beat yourself down
over the silly little things
as you tear yourself apart
and I don’t do anything

And I’m gonna tell you
like I’ve told you before
It won’t work
because the blend of dark and light
It has to balance
or everything
will fall
Everything
will be in pieces

It won’t work
because the blend of dark and light
It keeps the world moving
Keeps people
on their toes
It has to balance
or everything
will fall

Submitted: Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Edited: Thursday, July 11, 2013

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  • Khairul Ahsan (7/24/2013 9:17:00 PM)

    because the blend of dark and light
    It keeps the world moving

    Yes, it keeps the world moving. It keeps some on their toes, some with their back on the cosy bed. (Report) Reply

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