In our trials

I stumble over my own two feet more than I care to admit. I fail even the smallest of task and let down those closest to me. I take one step forwards and two steps back. I judge others based off actions no worse than my own. I believe I set the bar for this world when in reality I'm the one holding it back. I look down upon those who don't think, talk or act like me. But one thing holds true through even the worst of me. The love I'm shown by others. They are there for me picking me up when I fall. Pulling me up from the depths. Shining the light through the darkest of nights. And isn't this what makes humanity wonderful. No matter how many times we fail there is always someone to run back to. Don't ever forget that you are loved.