Unsteady

Just a quick poem about life. Stupid discription i know. Just read the poem plz.

I breathe in and breathe out
Trying to figure out what life's all about
Why things are the way they are
What is going to happen tomorrow
Who will come into my life
Why they do
And how
I count the blessings and the days
That slowly pass on broken wings
I smile, i sing and dnace upon those unsteady things
Life's a risk a chance to take
Trying not to make things break
My heart, my soul, my will, my whole?
My whole what?
My world of course, it's the only things to get me through the worst
I count the blessings and the days
That slowly pass on broken wings
I smile, I sing and live upon these unsteady things