I'm Ready To Move On

I used to be the shoulder for everyone
I knew everyone's problems and insecurities

I'm not anymore, and I couldn't be happier
I thought I'd miss feeling important to people
That I would feel out of the loop or
Awful that someone was taking my place

I don't,
I feel amazing.

I only have to worry about me
Right now, that's enough.

I now sit through school alone
With nothing by my side except an iPod
I eat lunch in a classroom instead of the cafeteria
I stay away from people as much as possible
I love it.

I love having no interaction with the school
Not moving classrooms all day

I can't wait to leave and never look back
I will never go to another class in my high school
This Thursday I have an interview
I can't wait, I want to be free
I don't want to look over my shoulder all day long

I don't want to have panic attacks walking into a building
I don't want to freak out in the halls because the amount of people
I don't want to feel like everyone in class is against me
I don't want to stress over what the conversation will be about today
I don't want to worry about weird looks or awkward questions
I don't want to think about bleeding on the bathroom floors
I don't want to know no one will come looking for me if I just leave
I don't want to know that there is a steady supply of blades,
And a steady supply of free, alone time to cut

I want to feel good about myself, school, and friendships again
I want to try and be healthier, even if I still bleed
Even if it means moving on and never looking back
I am so ready to leave this place behind