Gather around to watch me drown.
saving me, can’t work—no way.
Unless you have a cure for anxiety I feel each day
my pain of being in a room I don’t feel I belong
The metephoracial slip into water I waded in song,
now, I can’t breathe and show I am scared
Because of my public smile, has to act like a life preserver I wear.
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