Hold My hand
I don't know if I can stand,
Don't have the strength to go on.
Will you hold my hand?
My head is high, yes,
But my spirit so low.
Will you hold my hand?
I stand with the world
Thrown upon my shoulders,
Will you hold my hand?
Because there
Is where I can fly.
That place where it's just you and I.
This poem is about:
Me