I need to breathe,
outside there's a nice breeze.
Why do I feel this way?
Moment after moment,day after day.

I need a place to be free,
a place to just be me.
A fresh breath of air,
like a newborn mare.

In my world everything is fair,
everyone can get a breath of air.
Looking for someone to help me out of this
place.
Seeking my Father's face.

I love my Lord because he's always there,
and never loos upon me with an evil stare.
He's always so fair,
he can give me a breath of fresh air.

age= 12
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