Balance
I wish my heart and my brain were one in the same
But they aren't and as much as I don't I like it that way
One is like fire and the other like wind
Desire and passion but then I stop to think it over again
Who would I be if I lived for the thrill
It chances me getting burned so instead I form a shield
Wind is more calming and perfect on a sunny day
Then again don't forget overthinking can lead to destruction and hurricanes
Sound made decisions are what make it run smoothly
Unless I change the frequency of vibrations because the music fails to amuse me
Although daring, adventure, and dauntless actions are enticing
I continue to take the negative with the positive and chose my lighting
Everything around us needs balance, a good amount of each
Never too much happy or sadness, and just enough euphoria and grief
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