The troubles of being

We all fall,

We all rise,

we retreat and the reprise,

we all doubt ourselves within,

we are all inspiring,

we all become attached,

we all disconnect,

we look to the past,

we wonder what is next

We hope for forgiveness.

for we all have regret,

we all hold a grudge,

we all fail the test,

of being perfect,

there is no such thing,

flawed we yet

but we are still amazing.