They say the first ones to pick you up
Are the ones who know how it feels to fall down
I disagree
I think it's the help that drives them
To fall down leaves you alone
Bitter
Broken
Sinking
Into the never ending sand
Might I add quick?
Of people each with their own purpose, energy
But you without yours
Do we not merely float, in an attempt to not sink
Or maybe we balance
Ah, yes!
It must be a matter of balance
Far greater people can swim than tightrope
Maybe we fall from a height so high
That oh how we ever long to die
True?
Not for myself at least
I never fell
(Gasp from reader)
I was born fallen
I rose
Did you?
We overcome circumstances because circumstances overcame us
To be left down, crushed and sunk
Can you help someone up?
My point it this
If you couled even say I have one
It's more of a commonality among words
People pick you up because they've been picked up
Not because they fell