Like a waterfall

or leaf from a tree

or an avalanche

or a broken branch

I am falling.

Ever wondered

about what happens

when it rains

or when you learn to ice skate

or when a bird dies in the sky

or when you drop your pencil in class?

Well, it falls

and that's what I'm doing.

I'm falling.

I'm falling

like a building under demolision

or like a butterfly who lost it's wing

or like a very old, broken bridge

or like the downs in a rollercoaster ride.

I'm falling.

I always will.