Drown

 I held my breath 

And you let me drown. 

I’m so glad that God made me as He did. 

A single bird perched on a branch, 

Singing tunes she hopes someone understands. 

I look back now, I looked back then, 

And all I want is to look forward instead. 

I’m at a dead end, a cul de sac, 

I need to turn around 

And learn to swim. 

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