Being your kid
Is like being in the deep end of the pool
With no swimming knowledge
And just the hope you'll hold me up

And you do
Sometimes
But then you push me under
I can't breathe
And whe world gets all fuzzy

Just when I think it's over
And I've decided that you're bad
You pull me up for a breath
And I hope you let me stay that way
But before I finish that thought
My mouth is full of poisonous water again

What if I would rather
You just let me sink?

Wander with us; there’s no right or wrong, it just is: justice.
You just are. You’re not good or bad but: daughter.
Keep walking with me, along the twists and turns of life,
We are breaking off the hurt and pain; till there is laughter.
Everything is significant; just keep walking.
Spirit break my walls down; Your blood heals every disease.
Stay with us in the present, then,
Even the difficulties will become pleasant and you will walk with ease.
There’ll be times we’ll stop: rest and we’ll chat.
We’ll tell you why those things happened,
We’ll tell you which way to turn next,
Then there’ll be no more struggle; just continuing to heal and mend.