Falling

My whole life I’ve been falling. Stumbling, tripping, falling. Falling behind in classes, falling back in sports – I just never seem to stop. The world just wants to see me felled, lying helpless on the floor - it seems. Sometimes, I wonder why I ever get back up, I would only fall down again.

Now you are telling me to stand, and I try, I really do. I get back up on my own two feet - but of course, it’s only to fall once more.

But this time, I’m glad that I fell – because now I’m falling for you.