Each day is a struggle
A balancing act
Between real and daydream
Reality intact
I fight my way through it
Eyes on the prize
Things crashing around me
Life's compromise
This tricky old tap dance
There's no room to fail
Dreams crashing around me
Still, I prevail
The trick is the balance
No wobbling allowed
Fake it if you have to
Smile for the crowd
For life is a tightrope
There's no easy way
Step out and be fearless
Make this your day
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