Holding my breath as a child
Was so difficult.
I use to cheat
And pretend that I
Wasn’t breathing when I was.
Growing up is like that.
Seeing who can survive the longest
Without a breath, but we’re all cheating.
And in the end
No one going to win.
Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 9:45 PM UTC
Holding my breath as a child
Was so difficult.
I use to cheat
And pretend that I
Wasn’t breathing when I was.
Growing up is like that.
Seeing who can survive the longest
Without a breath, but we’re all cheating.
And in the end
No one going to win.
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