"Hold on, hold on, hold on."
They said, you're a dandelion in the breeze, Look at what the winds of change have done to all these autumn leaves.
"Hold on, hold on, hold on."
This big wide world is not for you, hold on long enough for the last gust to dance on through.
So I held on, held on, held on
They said that's how you know you're strong. But not until I wilted, did I notice something was wrong.
I thought holding on was bravery, but when the winds of change do blow, sometimes it's even braver to "let go, let go, let go.."
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PoetryJust a jumble of personal experiences I've had in life, or poems I created by my design or I thought were beautiful. Some short stories of reality or imaginary. Enjoy.
