i may stumble over my words, but
I don't stumble over my feet often. But when I fall,
I
fall
hard.
I try to catch myself with my
hand, but they get scraped. [that's why I need you to hold
them.] I fall on my knees and they get bruised, so you need
to remember to be gentle, and I don't want to have to beg. It
hurts to fall so hard, but I have to try and laugh it off. My
eyes might water, but that's the most you'll see from the pain.
So please remember, if you see me trip, please catch me;;
it's easier that way.
~all me
