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Drowning
I'm a drowning in progress,
 I'm wishing I could breathe
 but you're the only one
 who can save me.
 So reach your hand in,
 and pull me out of the water.
 
 I'm a work in progress,
 I'm not yet complete.
 There's still the question
 of who i'll be.
 So pick up the pen,
 finish my story,
 and put me at ease.
 
 Don't give me a second glance.
 I don't matter, you see
 Just blended into the scenery
 I don't matter to anybody.
 Maybe you'll open your eyes
 for me.
 
 If opened myself to you,
 what would you really see?
 The happy girl,
 the faker?
 The one who always smiles?
 Or the girl on the edge,
 looking over,
 wondering whether or not to jump?
 
 Can you see
 past my walls?
 Can you see through it all?
 Maybe you could see it all.
 Maybe you could help me
 breathe.
 
 Don't give me a second glance.
 I don't matter, you see
 Just blended into the scenery
 I don't matter to anybody.
 Maybe you'll open your eyes
 for me.
 
 I'm shallow,
 a liar.
 Don't believe me
 when I say I'm fine.
 Don't ever believe me.
 Just hold me and tell me
 "It'll be okay. I promise"
 And keep it.
 
 Don't give me a second glance.
 I don't matter, you see,
 I'm just blended into the scenery
 I don't matter to anybody.
 Maybe you'll open your eyes
 for me.
 
 Tired of broken promises,
 I just want to breathe.
 Maybe you'll see
 past the words
 past the looks,
 Maybe someone
 will finally save me.

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