The path of missteps

In the chaos of my mind, I falter and I fall, I stumble on my choices, the weight of it all. I try to find the answers, but often I misstep, The path is lined with errors, and tears I haven't wept. Yet in the midst of failure, a lesson softly gleams, A chance to rise again, to follow distant dreams. For though I mess things up, and lose my way at times, I'll keep on moving forward, and learn from all the climbs.