I was the type of person
Who held on to things to tight
Unable to release my grip
Even when it no longer felt right
Obviously the happiness had faded
And clinging on only made my heart ache
I always thought that holding on
Was worth the pain it takes
I used to think when I lose something
I'd lose a part of me too
That slowly I'd become someone
That my heart no longer knew
Then one day something happened
I dropped what I had once held dear
But my soul became much lighter
Instead of filled with fear
And it taught my heart that some things
aren't meant to last for long
They arrive to teach you lessons
And then continue on
I don't have to cling to people
Who no longer make me smile
Or do things I've come to hate
If it isn't worth my while
That sometimes the things you're fighting for
Are no longer worth the cost
And not everything we ever lose
Should be taken as a loss.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem