Of course there are the fantasies

The nagging wants in the back of the mind

Leave this place

Burn your bridges

You don’t need these people

This place

This hateful

Sick

Place

But survival is the most demanding instinct

And the world is against you

It is set up that way

I never thought of myself as one to get trapped

It was always my nightmare to be strangled by obligation

But it is all becoming real