I like to be alone on a swing set
I like to lean on
Be thrown and be flown
But still at my own pace
when i am swung to the front
my chin is all up
with the strength of the quiet wind
i am agile
with the force from the inside
i am up up and i cant help
but smile to the sky
the sky ain't blue today
but that's okay
when i am swung to the back
i am released
an emotion overwhelms me
and what do i do
the wind tells me i am scared
i fear and i'm afraid
but to fear is to indulge
in a form of unbelief
i tell myself that it's okay
i'll have faith
and i'll swing myself back up up again