Blow me.

Breathe me in.

I am you.

You made me.

Blow me.

I am the air.

You drive.

I dive.

Into your lungs.

Blow me.

Your parents drive a car.

To go far and far.

Yet I am still here.

I will not disappear.

Blow me.

Breathe me in.

Blow me out.

I am still here.

No doubt.

Blow me.

I am here.

As time goes on.

For I get worse after long.

For in a while when you have child.

His first breathe will be me.

Blow me.