It's december now
I spent the summer by the candlelight
And watched as it melted
Let my room describe me
I'm made up of photographs
And those times with those friends
The sum of my hobbies
And the grass lay around my figure
I saw the world
As it truly is
Under the metal dome
My insides felt invisible
Feeling, out of place in my bed
I hope that my style
Doesn't get too lost on me
Life disappeared in a car
Rolled down my window
Felt like i was really there
And the dark green trees glistened
In the orange light
Proving it's flare is much more alive at night
And the sky revealed itself
Above those earthy tones
The contrast was heavy
And i liked where i was
Spent 2018 in a blue honda
The grass grew and leaves fell
I was alone but i liked it
Independent
And i'll leave this town next year
But for now i'm here
And i like it here
I grew up around suburbia
I grew out of suburbia
Independent
And i'll disappear into the idea of me