Holding on tight

I hold these fears, and fear holds me back

I am constantly losing a tug of war

With your hands around my neck

I hold these insecurities, these insecurities bring me down

I am draining of my confidence

Leveling me with the ground

I hold these secrets, these secrets fill me up

I am running out of room for myself

Making it difficult for me to love

But I am also holding on tight to the words on the radio,

The lyrics connect my soul to the world

I am also holding on tight to the fresh, spring scent

My excitement makes me feel like an innocent and little girl

I was taught to always hold on tight to the things most sacred in our lives,

And it was then that I realized that nothing else mattered

Because you are mine

Yours truly,

c.k.

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