In the 10 short days
I've lived on campus
I've figured something out
I'd rather be lonely
And have one Christian friend
Or even none
Than be out at 12
In the Wattaburger line
With sinful music blaring
Hiding with my windows up
From my hometown
Hoping no one sees me
And associates me
With the sin surrounding me
Regretting my decision to go out
I'd rather be lonely
And righteous
Than social, sinful
And full of regrets
(08/15/20)
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