So I guess this is what I’ve been waiting for
The next chapter in my own personal lore
Surprised that this time I have the voice
That this is for me, this is my choice
I’m worried that I’ll make the wrong decision
Don’t want to look back on this time with hindsight vision
I don’t think that any of these are bad
But I think no matter what I do, I’ll be sad
Because each of these give me such a big opportunity
A chance to escape from here and find a new community
Do I go where it’s Orange and see what it’s like
Or will I flop and falter like a landlocked pike
Will I stay nearby where things are familiar
And let my life keep being drained by my parental conciliar
Will I go to the Bay and see the big city
And will I get there and realize that in reality, it’s shitty
Will I head East like I always planned to do
Or am I doing that because it means I could maybe see you
All these choices weigh heavy on my shoulders
The tensions got me so wound up I could cut through boulders
Feels like I don’t have time to think about what to do
So maybe I’ll ask a magic eight ball to try and get a clue
The biggest moment of my life will be decided by a few clicks
When I’d rather be kicking back and watching some flicks
This choice is the death of the life that I live
It’ll be all gone like water through a sieve
Now I can’t pretend that this new stage will suck
But when I have no one to help, I’ll feel all out of luck
The deadline approaches, time’s wearing thin
I’ll let you know when the pick is in