Balance

I'm black,
also white.

Empty basket,
Filled stomach.

Clean room,
But, nasty me!

Locked in a cell,
with a ladder to escape!

When there's bad, 
there is also good.

I know opposites neutralize.
Despite this, I am still bewildered.

With so many contrasts 
in and around me,
why am I unable to 
balance me on this silly basket?

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Inspired by Sadje’s ‘What Do You See Prompt #54’.