Eastbound on Twenty-One and a Near Miss
They promise me and plead me and tell me and beg me and press me and preach me and
tell me it will be okay
As though they can't see the marks of all dark nights on the soft flesh of the insides of my arms
'i'm so proud of you' the counselor told me
his eyes wide and encouraging
'you're doing the right thing'
alone at adverse moments I turn the situation over and over in my mind
how can doing the right thing seem so wrong
No one tells me I am a dirty rotten quitter.
No one tells me that only fools drop out of college educations.
No one tells me I'm messing up my life.
No one tells me about the dark nights.
No one tells me about what comes after the rain.....
They promise me and plead me and threaten me and judge me and beg me and lose me and leave me
because it will be okay----