Juggling Act
Shame, blame, love, longing in the air,
they mix play tricks on me it’s not fair;
Pulling my mind when it’s time to chill,
this juggling act is sometimes overkill;
Throwing faster than to a slow crawl
just then here come’s another ball;
Broad balancing display showcases
a new routine where moods trade places;
I’m spinning inside but still I stand
sifting through words til I find my brand;
An enduring game of toss and catch,
old feelings leave behind a new batch.
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