Life is as balanced as a mental patient,

  as moods swing like crazy boomerangs.

  Despite that, some just can’t take a hint,

  waiting for something to first bear fangs.

  We recklessly walk the path of our lives,

  unaware that it’s a tightrope we navigate.

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  We are selfish to not care who else survives,

  allowing pettiness to fester into deep hate.

  I don’t wish to live precariously anymore,

  as there’s enough drama in thy little life.

  Everyone yearns to find someone to adore,

  the ongoing pursuit to find a decent wife.

  I do not have the ability to keep trying,

  to keep hope is not fair and just lying.