Fly, Fall, Get Up Again!

Flying,
falling back again,
Soaring, everything behind you,
Eyes open wide, not even blinking.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm flying, or falling.
Soaring, or coming to an end. 
Everyday changes, and is new,
Just like some days I'm soaring eyes wide open.
And some days I'm falling to the ground.  
Blowing all around,
Just fall and try again.
Try your hardest to soar.
Just remember you can't always soar.
But you can always fly, fall, and get back up again.
Just those simple steps,
Fly, fall, get up again.
Chant it loud, chant it low, all I know, is that this is the way to go!
 
A

A Sports Person

VT

16 years old

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