Lying Low

No I have not fallen
I belong on the floor
Every time I get up
It happens like before

I know that I was pushed
Or maybe I just tripped
That's easier to explain
I'll just say I slipped

I know I have bruising
But all the tiles were wet
My shoes were so slippery
And my balance was offset

I should be more careful
When I crashed into the chair
That's why there is swelling
On my body everywhere

You think that I would learn
To not make the same mistake
And if I can't be careful
Something soon is bound to break

I think I'll change my story
That I began to tell
The truth will hurt me so much
And make my body swell

If someone asks tomorrow
This is what I'll say
I know they won't believe me
As it happens every day

But as long as he is watching
I belong now on the floor
Because every time I get up
My balance makes me fall