Walking on a tight rope
for your amusement
life
or death
will I amuse you
for a moment?
If I fall
and die
will I bring a shock
to your life
in grey?
If I survive
will
I bring inspiration
to your life
in your line
of no where?
Do I shine
with the smiles
I present
If I cried
would you feel emotion
in the unrealistic
sense?
We live
on borrowed time
equally resting
on the judgmental
scales
But who weighs the most
weighs truest
from a book
I read
If I
weigh the most,
as a person
will you view me
as?
I am no god
I am flesh
In the shadows
we all
were born
and with you
I crept
Singing songs
in sing alongs
from the VHS
cassettes
I'm bred
Through time
in ticking clocks
which chills
on land
Now life
is in numerical
lock
but even numbers
have an end
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