I wear a gold cross around my neck everywhere.
It gets snagged on my clothes, it gets snagged on my hair.
I thumps against my chest when I run.
Its cold surface freezes my skin, even in the sun.
It has a few clumps where the chain is stuck together.
Despite this, I know I will wear it forever.
"Is this an obsession?" you ask. I say, "No!"
I wear as a symbol, a sign to show....
that I am a Catholic, and always will be.
And that being on this cross, Jesus set me free.