I wake up, and it takes me a second to process that everything in my life is mine It was some sort of disconnect that's getting healed with time, of faces I know, and people I love Abstract it until I place it together with these pieces of my heart are truly mine Sometimes I lie, what if I leave for real this time? It won't do that much for me College education wasn't all I miss Some big memo on etiquette Spoken through text, like a truly practiced dig I wake up and I feel no better I get to that later in the day when I shower and read a little Re-contextualize my pain There's nothing that I couldn't get through, still shaking off some residue But I am not a nihilist I believe that, but I lie sometimes Sometimes I hate everyone It won't do too much for me College education wasn't all I miss A holistic-kept social myth I don't need it, some fresh friendship monolith But if I do, the world moves on As I get older, missing connections that I should've felt But I can't get wrapped in the "Should," I shouldn't do it I should get wrapped in a "Could" that's on its way over