Food For Thought Poem by Wolf the poet

Slowly by slowly we are drifting
As the saying usually goes
Time will show someone's true self
The pain we at times go through
Cannot simply be penned down

Many at times we do ask ourselves the one rhetorical question
Is it worth it?
Did I do much or less?
All depends on the angle of view

I can make someone laugh today
One will term it as weakness
But when I make someone feel rather bad
Some will call it heartless

Where is the balance
Where do I make my stance
I try to take a glance
At every situation and try to weigh
But the scales are seriously rigged

Thoughts are the mirrors of observation
They can overwhelm at the same time therapeutic
One must find balance
Or else finds himself or herself lost