She’s in her office. Her todo list is overflowin’.
She’s taking CEUs, while cookin’ ‘n walkin’
while doing yoga, while reading readily
Of course all the while providing therapy
Water starts to collect at her ankles, but she doesn’t notice it.
It starts to rise, to her thighs, she doesn’t over think it
She thinks she’s sweating so she changes her clothes
Sits back down, now it’s up to her neck, it rose
She feelin a clamp all around her.. It’s hard for her to breathe
She turns her chin up to the air, gasping and grasping for relief.
“Enough”, she slams her laptop closed, turns off her phone
Her eyelids were alone and now they meet
When her tears sneak a peek
She can’t hear Pressure speak
Coming up from the deep, her air is lighter
She can stop swimmin’ now, she doesn’t have to be a fighter
She drops her vest, opens up her chest
Passed her bra, passed her solar plexus
We at her heart, that power’s limitless
It’s coming in strong, it’s part of her fitness
That’s the real treasure we’re all chasin’ after
Unconditional love, all we got to do is ask her
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