it's strange
leaving this little dorm room
after two years of hell
somehow in the midst of it all
it became my safe haven
where i cried and loved and lived
and ate macaroni on the floor
the best and worst year and a half of my life
it's strange knowing im not coming back this time
it's strange knowing this place built me up
in a way i didn't think a room
with four walls ever could
it's strange that a little room
gave me more character development
than my home ever did