I have slipped and I have fallen so far down I can't get out. Overwhelmed by my doubt. Things I said I'd never do I've done. Those I said I'd never be I've become. I have broken - I'm still breaking - cracked and wrecked, beyond repair. I can see that no one cares. Forgotten. Recalled. Smacks me in the face every time I fall. I cannot disregard, with each new fall I hit twice as hard. Would you be there for me? I would. I would be there for you. I would. Would you look up to see? I would. falling forward and looking up.