I live each day on this tightrope--
Teetering back and forth,
Knowing that at any moment,
I could stumble and
F
a
  l
   l
    d
     o
      w
       n
        .
         .
          .

If I try my best to
Stay
Very
Still
I will never get to the other side.

But if I take one step forward,
I will fall.

I know I will,
For I have always been a clumsy person--
On the inside
And the outside.

My legs are shaking,
My arms keep swinging wildly

Up      
      and
Down,

Up      
      and
Down

Don't fall don't fall don't fall!!


Why am I even here in the first place?
I don't remember how I got here,
I don't know where I came from...
(Where the hell am I even going?)

So here I am,
Trying my best to keep my
Balance,  and wondering

If falling is really
Such a bad thing.