Backwards
God I feel like a loser.
Tonight I have managed to speak with almost every one of my old friends from Stevenson. And they're all so fucking perfect. Good grades, good colleges. New and different ideas. Yeah, these people contribute.
And me. What am I?
I'm the one that gave up. I left Stevenson for public school in the middle of the year. I left college halfway through freshman year to take some time off and then follow my boyfriend to Arizona. Now I'm going to be attending a state college.
I don't regret my choices, I just feel as if I've steadily taken steps backwards during my life.
and for what?
In search of some idea of happiness that I can't even define.
Tonight I have managed to speak with almost every one of my old friends from Stevenson. And they're all so fucking perfect. Good grades, good colleges. New and different ideas. Yeah, these people contribute.
And me. What am I?
I'm the one that gave up. I left Stevenson for public school in the middle of the year. I left college halfway through freshman year to take some time off and then follow my boyfriend to Arizona. Now I'm going to be attending a state college.
I don't regret my choices, I just feel as if I've steadily taken steps backwards during my life.
and for what?
In search of some idea of happiness that I can't even define.