A Brief Observation Of Our Dissatisfaction With Balance

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We are precarious On the fulcrum's point Our every act elicits An opposite response We're in the midst Of the testing years We're not the Lords of Great Things We're just a mass of cells On a balanced line The balanced line We push with no concern For what our actions bring Things must always be improved Regardless if there's room I know we must progress And fulfill our needs I'm not embracing foliage I'm just observing facts On a balanced line The balanced line We push with no concern For what our future brings Things must always be improved Regardless if there's room We're never satisfied With the balanced line