Drowning Within
It is not that deep
It will cool you off
It makes my hard shell become soft
The dangers of the big blue
The one that cleanse you
The one that holy blesses
Only finds a way to intimidate
To make me shake
To make me run
Sit on the bench in the burning sun
The classes that were useless
The water filling up my lungs
Only came out in the tears I cried
Learning how to dive
Being able to tread and stay afloat
The skills that made me frown
The reason that I get on slides
I know I will not drown
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