Me And You
Racing--my heart.
Sweating--my palm.
How can you
Always be calm?
I grow scared
My voice goes high.
Yet you remain calm
As time passes by.
Shivering and shaking
As you’re near;
You stand firm,
Without fear.
Sinking back
Into the wall,
As you stand
In it all.
I need you here
To help me stand,
To be there for me
To hold my hand.
Alica Hall