I am learning to walk, just like you.

The bruises on my hands and feet are only there because of trips and falls;

where as one might stay down, I choose to try again.

Feeling guilty and worthless, it's hard to keep going the more I fall.

For it feels as if I'm opening up a closed wound, allowing it to fester and ache again in the dry air of the world.

I need to regain my balance once more.

Oh Lord please help me.