I'm stubborn, you say.
I'm stubborn, I know.
I hold on when others let go.
And they have, and they do.
I can't, and I won't.

          
I was young and naive.
I thought the world was fair,
and all was right.

                                                                                    

I didn't expect, and I didn't anticipate,
That my tough shell would ever crack.

        
I was kind and I was gentle,
But I made mistakes that I didn't know.

I was scared and I was stupid,
Hoping and praying that all would be well.

The choices I made, the lies I was told.
The hurt I caused, the betrayal I faced.

And yet, after all this time,

it's holding on thats helped me let go.


© Amy Serafina