The guilt settles in

Making itself at home

Not caring that you are all alone

Next is the regret

Moving in next door

They walk hand and hand to the next dorm

There lies their friend, anxiety, we’ll call him

He makes your heart flurry and pound

Not caring if he makes a single sound

Together these three are quite the team

Pushing and pulling on your heart strings

Their mission is to get you to come back

To be the real you, not the one you packed

The relief once you pour out your heart

Is the flood that tears the house apart

Leaving the team stuck on a shore

Waiting to save you once more