Ill fall fast and steady like a
             Brick                          
     But when I finally hit the ground
          glass...                              
I've shattered into a million pieces, all around myself.                        
      I pick them up                                
  the pieces of myself.      
            Slowly       I put myself back together.                
Incredible...in the fall I was whole but I fell to fast.                      
      Then I was glass, fragile as the ground
              rose up to meet me.