Growing up in a small town is nice,
Until you can't escape,
I need to get out after everything I've faced,
All the rumors going 'round,
Screaming is the only sound,
I can't escape until next fall,
Hopeful for it all,
I need to be gone,
out of this Iowa town,
I need to be on my own,
Even if I'm all alone,
Time moves quickly,
Soon I will be glad to be back home,
but first I must wait,
I must endure this hell,
An Iowa high school,
who knew 400 people could cause such a devotion to get away...