This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Regent chapter.
So, I’m left alone.
There’s nobody left to call upon I’m still on my own, too far from Home
Everything I do right always seems to go wrong
I’m too blue, you see
My crew they keep excluding me
I’m trying to fix things back to where they used to be
But honestly the lack of inclusion is nothing new to me
I’ve made good strides
But I just slip and fall.
My phone’s at 5 percent.
There’s no one left to call
There’s no light in my life
But still I’m blinded
I just need someone to dance away the night with
I’ve come to terms, my time is borrowed
I’m two steps away from never ever seeing
Tomorrow.