Falling in Footsteps

As I walk , I sometimes fall
And as I stand I sometimes feel small
Its in how I live , and its in all I do
its what You made me and its how I feel
Boldness is what I try to let occur
when trying to make you realize
when doing little things
In heart and in helping hands
But as the smoke fills the air , you
Began to loose thought and
Forget all ive done , and so no
Answers from you I get , so I turn
To the one who taught me all ,
The one who made me who I am
Today , my mom , she caught me
When I would fall , and she made
Me feel as if I was on top of the world
When I felt small , so I hope someday
you’ll realize , I was just carrying on
The legacy that was left behind