How the Barely Breathing Does Everything

Between me and a tsunami,
I just know you would let things be.
And I am so sick of it,
I almost wish I could quit.
So tell me what to do,
what do I mean to you?
Must I also brave
the towering waves?
And be ever smiling,
even as I’m drowning?
 
On some days, I am barely breathing.
 
While you, all-powerful, do nothing.
 
 
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