When I fall, some might see a failed attempt,

But that’s not what I think.

I know how not to do it

And so I try again

And again and again

And again

Until I find the glitch, or get it right.

I will get frustrated

There’s never any guarantee

I’m learning as I go.

That’s what makes me human

That’s what makes me special

That’s what makes me flawless

My wiliness to get back out there

And try again.