A tightrope walker.
The mind of others I know well,
But who I am; I can not tell,
My eye is much too close to me,
I’m not what I saw and see.
It would be quite a benefit
If only I could sometimes sit
Further away; but my foes are
Too distant; close friends, still toofar;
Between my friends and me,the middle Would do.
My wish ? You guess my riddle.