What do you think of this poem?

[woka woka woka!]

This just kind of flowed out. I don't know where it came from. I don't write much anymore, cuz i felt my writing sucked...which some of it does. I'm not TOO fond of this poem, but i like some parts. What do you think!

On top of the world, I see everything;
colors, and people and endless sea.
On top of the world, I feel I can fly;
leaping and bounding, in the endless sky.
On top of the world, I am all alone;
serenity surrounds with a peaceful tone.
On top of the world, I cannot be touched;
power, and wonder, no need for a crutch.
Now as I stand, I begin to fall;
not knowing how to stand, I begin to crawl.
On top of the world, a storm is born;
cold blasts hitting me, and I am torn.
On top of the world, I can no longer fly;
tears surround me, as I begin to cry.
On top of the world, clear skies have gone away;
holding my head up, I see nothing but gray.
On top of the world, fear builds inside me;
for there is nothing, nothing around but a stormy sea.
On top of the crumbling world, I feel an embrace;
my tears pause, for I am being comforted by your face.
On top of the world, I am no longer crawling;
you help me to my feet and say, "No more falling."
On top of the world, with you at my side;
I need you as my crutch, my eternal guide.
On top of the world, I see things clear;
but only, only if you are near.
On top of the world,
I need you here.