A Flying Fuck
I held them in my pocket, I clung onto them for years
I knew that I needed to release them
So that I could let go of all my fears
It wasn’t an easy task to do, I did it slowly one by one
Not all at once but through the weeks
You know it started to be kind of fun.
Until at last I was standing there, it was raining trust my luck
I put my hand in my pocket
And held onto my last ‘I give a fuck’
Habits are hard to break, things are easier said than done
And I tell you I really struggled
With this last and final one.
But I took a deep breath and knew I had to be free
So I flung that ‘I give a fuck’
Far, far away from me
It flew through the air, right out of my sight
I smiled to myself and thought
‘Girl, you’re going to be alright’.
So just remember my friends, when it’s too much to bear
Just grab all those “I give a fucks”
And throw them in the air
Let the wind take them away from you, far, far away
Don’t worry about what others think
And just get on with your bloody day.
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