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.