Tightrope.

There once was a boy, oh I knew him so well,
Who wanted to be famous and tell the world how he felt.
He wanted to walk the tightrope wires in the circus,
Oh such a dreamer he made me smile.
He wanted to share it, that feeling he felt,
To write it in books so everyone would know.
Alas, he didn't make the cut, see at 16
He failed the greatest walk he'd ever had.
At 16 I lost my greatest friend, but not a thing
He said had gone to waste, no my dear, not a word.
See, I heard it clear, from his heart, every single
Strangled and complicated emotion he felt,
As he balanced carefully from one end to another.
Oh such euphoria, it can only compare to the way
the heart seems balanced when in love or lost
in passion so pure that there is no direction to go!