I dont know what you could see in me...
this rebellious and hard-to-grasp person... ...
I'm like a thin string in one's hand...
I could slip off any moment if you're incautious.
But I thank you for your love and care
for making me a string attached
and not easily detached.
Dont tie me to the ground
and leave me be
I may appear to be a strong one
but one cut could break my nylon thin heart
This tight grip.
keeps pulling me,
from the clouds back to your ground.