Survival Mode
At some point you didn’t realize
There was no more fight or flight
We were all in the raft and we had made it
You will look at all of the blue eyes
And blonde smiles
And think that you are still being hunted
They’ll say
Your house is not big enough
You don’t go to the right church
Your purse is out of season
So you turn in on yourself
You turn in
On us
And now
You have a big house
You go to the best church
Your purse is filled with shiny things
You are alone
And that is
what you will have to survive