Here I am in a place where I don't want to be,
Seeing faces that l didn't want to see.  
So how do I handle fitting in, in a place where I no longer belong?
Hoping that my actions do not put me in the wrong…

Make a difference you say,
In a place where I don't want to stay…
To be with people who aren't sincere,
Even when I try to care…

It feels like too much to handle this time around,
In my heart I am screaming but no one can hear a sound…
I hoped to feel alive, but instead all feel like death,
Now I am going under and I can't catch my breath…

Is it just me? Or are there others who feel the same?
Who feel as though you're caught in an accident without an insurance claim…
Stuck and the only way out is to go forward, but you linger behind,
Because to do your duties, you have to be in the right state of mind…

Not sure what to do, so I lift my head up,
And asked the great One above, to let me pass this cup…
There is more for you to do just before you go,
So hold on a little while longer and I will help you to grow…

So with a heavy heart, I sit at my desk,
Thinking about what to do and where to go next…
Finally the answer came in just one word,
Nothing I would have expected to have heard

Home… Repeated once, or twice before it sank,
A word never sounded better, and that was my thought to be frank…
So I grabbed my bag and went through the door
Even though I was to leave at four…

Now to prepare for the days ahead,
I would really much rather to be in bed…
I have to get it together, and do it real fast,
Because tomorrow morning at 8, begins my first class.