There Is A Thin Line Poem by Asher Proschansky

There is a thin line
between confidence and fear
between a hot shower and a warm one
between success and failure
between winning and losing
between losing and breaking even
between holding on and letting go
between co-dependency and mutualism
between hate and love
between falling down and getting up
between the sidewalk and the street
between a pleasant aroma and stench
between well done and burnt
between annual and perennial
between a flower and a weed
between proactive and passive
between sleep and wakefulness
between selfishness and altruism
between song lyrics and poetry
between carelessness and vigilance
between pain and relief
between healthful exercise and over-exertion
between dawn and night
between good-natured and petulant
between introvert and extrovert
between indulging and abstaining
between a circle and a many side embedded polygon
between a moth and a butterfly
between a pearl and a fake
between fresh and sour
between sweet and bitter
between enabling and empowering
between peace and war
et cetera, et cetera, et cetera

But unfortunately, we have to always walk the line

There is no other choice