the balance of fools
just upon the balance of fools I dance
without knowing
the music or the steps
but knowing in just breaths
that I am but on strings
to navigate such strings
while feeling the pull
and denying the same
(to myself)

insert words of wisdom here… sometimes I am the big ego, sometimes I feel like a pawn or a useless tool… depends on my mood, and the day… and if it matters anyway, I’m not sure… so…