To a point of equal weight of each side of the scale?
Is it true that there is enough objects to put on
That we can somehow not make a mess so it would balance on?
It may seem ridiculous (that I want it that way)
Of my attempts of balancing
Tell me,when we do know it will balance equally
As I put the weights equally on both sides
I do believe its in our hands
We are the ones who are to balance this
No one else would
Or could
As we ourselves are the creator of the weights
That balances the scale of our lives
My choice
My judgement
My being
My entity
Is what I can be
The scale's equilibrium state
p/s:I can't find a picture of a balanced scale to beautify this poem. But I gueess you'd know I would put a balanced one if I could.:D
