Time is relative
to how far we are from what we want
And what I want is to be away
From the fights,
the snide, under your breath comments
the mulling null day to day shit

This fork in the road isn't like the last
No road leads to comfurt
and each one has a detrement
for not choosing the other

One road leads to free collage
a chance of a life time
friends that will never fade
and a escape from the parents

The other is academicly easy
lets me have a car
and a job, therein money
but then I get community collage

I want to choose,
but the choice isn't in my hands anymore
I can't control the choice of others
And despite what they good friends say
I don't think i'm going to get in

"It's not all grades"
But have you ever meet an S&M kid
who made a c?
exactly

"You're smart, you'll make it in"
Psh, inteligence isn't shown from A-F
They might know that
but that's all they have

"You made a 1730? that's amazing"
Shit compared to Enloe
Shit compared to their students
Shit compared to myself

8 days away
and never felt so far away
I wonder if they send letters to thouse that don't get in
I'm going to cry either way