Probably Not

I traded learning for a coffee shop

and I'm losing money in the long run

Can't advance too far once the curve is done



Now I'm stuck at a community school

it's kind of nice but I still daydream

as I stare at my book, tearing at that seam

I wonder if I would have made it on the other team



Just when I feel that I'm losing steam

I meet some people that inspire truth

and tell myself that I can change

It would be so quick if I could rearrange



the pile of laundry in my living room

I can't pretend that I don't need it

but it's gotten so high it can barely fit

just like the worries in my heart that will never quit



It seems that luck is simply

another way to hurt me

A plan that feels so steady

would never mean shit here lately