I begin to fall to pieces.
And I trust.
I am terrified, as I fall apart.
And I trust.
I cry much.
And I trust.
Like a fresh, cleansing rain or light snow,
new pieces float down.
And I grow.
I begin to fall to pieces.
And I trust.
I am terrified, as I fall apart.
And I trust.
I cry much.
And I trust.
Like a fresh, cleansing rain or light snow,
new pieces float down.
And I grow.
hannah ananas 