#3
hold me
hold my hand
and hold my arm
shield me from
all the harm
hold my head
up in your hands
and tell me that
i will withstand
so hold me close
and help me rise
teach me how
to stifle cries
so hold my hand
hold it tight
and let me know
that it's alright
then let me stand
on my own
and be proud of
how much i've grown
and hold my arm
shield me from
all the harm
hold my head
up in your hands
and tell me that
i will withstand
so hold me close
and help me rise
teach me how
to stifle cries
so hold my hand
hold it tight
and let me know
that it's alright
then let me stand
on my own
and be proud of
how much i've grown
I tried to write another poem... I'm in a terrible mood at the moment - I'm really restless but I can't do anything. I feel like I'm trapped..
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