I just want to get out of here.

I want to get lost in a good book. 

I wanna spend all day laying by the ocean. 

I wanna play my music so loud, my neighbors call the cops. 

I wanna lose myself in my thoughts. 

I want to dance again. Not dancing makes me feel like I’ve lost my one true escape. 

I’m not ready to graduate. I wanna stay here; safe where I’m still okay to make mistakes. I’m not ready to be thrown out on my own. 

And I just realized this, today. 

“Bring your love, baby I can bring my shame. Bring the drugs, baby I can bring my pain. I got my heart right here, I got my scars right here.” 

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