I never like admitting that I'm frail.
Imperfect, yes; but in what I can do
I really hate the times when I have to
Accept my limits, know that I can fail,
Confess my body and my mind can be
Less than their best, unoptimized, worse than
They need to be. I like to think I can
Always do things just as easily
As at my best. I always want to claim
I can do what I've done before as well
As it was done before. I hate to tell
The truth: that I am not always the same.
You make me better, though: you make me see
That things can change without catastrophe.
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