But Still I Manage to Hold

I clamber, I crawl 

My little ladybug legs can't handle much more 

The trees slowly swoosh 

As I lightly push 

My body skywards  

I get so tired 

I almost fall 

But still, I manage to hold 

One foot it rips, the boisterous bark it rips 

But still, I manage to hold 

I strengthen my grip and re-equip 

My hand up slightly higher 

My hands-on fire 

I'm at the top 

And plop 

My body on a broad stumpy branch 

The leaves fall in an avalanche 

But still, I manage to hold