When you here with me,
everything feels alright.
When you are gone,
I feel trapped, alone,
in somebody elses skin.
I am a fish in a net.
I fight, I flail about,
but no matter how hard I try, I can't get out.
But when you come back
and take me out,
I feel safe,
wanted.
When you there, no one can harm me,
Everything feels all right.
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