Libra

A Libra, a leader, a teacher and preacher
Too eager to please her then leave her
Only to keeper in need of the D
Easily being the evilest me

But then I come back to the practical avenue
Keeping the balance a tactical attribute
If I’m too savage I’m back to the average
That’s how I manage to make her an addict

Slipping it in her is making her panic
I’ll be the calmest when witnessing tragic
I’ll be the logic when lost in the magic
I’ll be the truth when she groove on this fallace

Pull on her hair to push deeper inside her
Cut off her breathing to open her wider
Spreading her cheeks is what keeps us together
Know it’s the truth when she call me a liar

I’m used to using my own set of scales
Things you find too dark I might find too pale
Things I might fight through you might have to bail
Things you denounce I might actually hail

I live in hell
But it’s my heaven
Imperfectly perfect: 10 out of 11

I live in heaven
But it’s my hell
Perfectly imperfect as well

I live in peace
But it’s a struggle
I find my meaning when dealing with trouble

I live in struggle
But it’s my peace
Every new hardship is reason to be