Slip

We all slip...
One way or another
We lose our balance
Be it a loss to a small
Benign principle
Or a major disconnection

I slip right down the hallways
Every week it seems...
But the truth is that the more times I slip
The firmer my feet stick to the ground
And yet it doesnt prevent my next fall
But it makes less harsh

I slip in school
Grades...
I slip with my parents
My friends
I slip with my slipping
And it slips back on me

But the truth I dont ever want to face is that
I'm not slipping...
I'm slipped...