“You’re Not Graduating”

If you wanted to know how I was doing
Follow the trail of blood
I have been the most reckless human being
These last couple of weeks
You’ll find me in a million of places
Scattered
These voices in my head
Is it possible to develop schizophrenia at such a young age?
Last night I dreamt you saved me from the worst times
Brown eyes
You have been my worst mistake
Don’t come find me
You’re not going to like what you see
I stopped taking control of my life
I’m not the person I was once