Hold My Hand

Let me tell you a story

Of a girl who loved stories

A girl who waited for

Her story to start

A girl who wished on dandelions

For true love

Close your eyes

Spin around

And point

Choose the felon

Choose the victim

Watch the tears fall

In joy

Gratefullness

Or

In sadness

Pain

Shrug

Because to you

If you can't do it for yourself

Then do it for her

Do it for the girl

With big ideas

And even bigger dreams

The girl who would try to count the stars

But then sigh and say there was a lot