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Sense and Balance
Before there's sense, there is balance,
And so I cannot comprehend.
How there's laughter in the tears,
In final moments when you are near.

Things move slowly, as they should,
I'm in the future, where I'm stood.
Cheering, urging, getting stressed,
Because I'm ready, and I'm dressed.

Get a move on, come on time,
Fucking cross the finish line.
Don't talk patience with me now,
I swear it's over, down and out.

I am sure but time is slow,
And I'm waiting, feeling low,
All the rules that I had made,
In condition I'd be saved.

Let me go into a light,
And guide me to another might.
Find the child inside of me,
To fearlessly be what I can be.

Start the dinner below the stairs,
Light the candle for the pair.
First time flicker of us to come,
Maybe then we'll feel we're done.

Time is money, but it's not,
To have time pass, I'd pay a lot.
Move into a place of truth,
To do the things I love to do.

I want people to hear me talk,
They can grow to more or not.
Teach the sums of feeling full,
With no more force of push and pull.

Live so true it hurts to lie,
There's nothing left to deny.
Follow logic clear and smart,
But in the balance trust your heart.



© Natasha Desai