Watch me juggle

I throw it up in the air

I have it under control

Seem to not have a care

I'm making it happen

Always on the go

the balls keep flying

I have it in a flow

More and more get added

the juggling moves faster

what if I drop one?

This could be a disaster

Why do I keep this pace?

It seems I have to, right?

I'd love to put some down

it would make me light

The wrench gets thrown

I lose all my grips

I'm out of control

my perfect flow has slip...