I wasn't moving anywhere fast
Passed my final classes thanks to my Dad
To be fair, was in the hospital mad
Getting out just to go right back
I don't like school, never have
Only home cuz I'm enrolled
Moving out seems like a move with no bad side to it
I'm already alone, ready to go
Broken, the 'me' lefts low
To no surprise, the sunrise pictures with the breakfast on the side hallowed
Not even two months time
And of course, source paranoia followed
Somewhere down the line, I left a god also
Bound to a year here
Praying broad when the fear steered thoughts
I let my phone fly a few times, on God
Across the room
Pareidolia's not what they want to hear, even if its honest
So I say the same things when ask how its going,
"It's going, you know?"
It was more close calls in this apartment than alluded to
No one felt close enough to call
To wait it out was always the only option, truly