8:05 pm

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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