I'mma be okay, my path is gonna get clearer
My hands start to relax their grip on the steering wheel as I drive farther away from the only home I know
I could feel the tension leave my body and a smile spread on my face as I thought about where I'm heading and what I'm leaving behind in the process.
After 18 long years filled with strict rules and constant supervision I finally was free no more harsh discipline, no more restrictions, and no more curfew I finally was going
to be able to experience the things I didn't get a chance too.
My smile lose some of its brightness as the words blasting through my speaker start to hit a little too close to home and I feel a million and one memories both good and
bad try to weigh down on my good mood. I choose to shake them off I refuse to make myself sad about shit I can't change, "It's a fresh start" I mutter to myself "you
worked hard to get to where you're going" and I'll be damned if I let one asshole ruin this for me.
I glance over in the passage seat and see my acceptance letter laying out in clear view next to the spilled contents of my beige Michael kors bag
I couldn't help but get hype and belt the rest of the chorus out:
"What you gonna do when nobody's at home? Yeah
Shoulda thought of that when you turned so cold babe"
I couldn't press on the gas fast enough.
Live in the moment, keeping you in my back mirror"