Who will I be, Jesse St James

113. FEELING LOST

Chapter one hundred and thirteen

"Feeling lost." 

Walking down the hallway, Caroline was talking with Becca, as Sam came out of nowhere, putting his arm around Caroline making her jump as she dint't see it coming "hey, there baby, ambition is a dream with a v8 engine." he said as he did an impression, in which Becca took a deep breath "I'll leave you to that." she told her, walking off "yep." Caroline said, as she huffed, taking Sam's arm off of her "okay first of all, no. Second of all no. And third of all no, Sam. What is wrong with you? First your like lurking then Mr Schuester told me you went and stole his mail for me and then you kept trying to kiss me which after somethings happened to me in LA I don't exactly find comfortable anymore so please stop." she told him, turning around and walking off, leaving him there.

And as she walked down the hallway, she started to sing.

"Want it, so I got it, did it, so it's done

Another thing I ruined I used to do for fun
Another piece of plastic I could just throw away
Another conversation with nothing good to say

I thought it, so I said it, took it 'cause I can
Another day pretendin' I'm older than I am
Another perfect moment that doesn't feel like mine
Another thing I forced to be a sign."

Then the school day ended, as her and Becca made it back home, as their dog Finn met them at the door, the two went to the kitchen as Becca got the wine, Caroline fed Finn as she then sat down with Becca to eat dinner that they had picked up.

"Well, sometimes I feel like I don't wanna be where I am
Gettin' drunk at a club with my fair-weather friends
Push away all the people who know me the best
But it's me who's been making the bed

I'm so tired of bein' the girl that I am
Every good thing has turned into something I dread
And I'm playin' the victim so well in my head
But it's me who's been making the bedMe who's been making the bed
Pull the sheets over my head
Making the bed."

Then it was later that night, where everyone else in the house was asleep but Caroline was still awake sitting in her bed.

"And every night, I wake up from this one recurrin' dream
Where I'm drivin' through the city and the brakes go out on me
I can't stop at the red light, I can't swerve off the road
I read somewhere it's 'cause my life feels so out of controlAnd I tell someone I love them just as a distraction
They tell me that they love me like I'm some tourist attraction
They're changin' my machinery and I just let it happen
I got the things I wanted, it's just not what I imagined

Well, sometimes I feel like I don't wanna be where I am
Gettin' drunk at a club with my fair weather friends
Push away all the people who know me the best
But it's me who's been making the bedI'm so tired of bein' the girl that I am
Every good thing has turned into something I dread
And I'm playin' the victim so well in my head
But it's me who's been making the bedMe who's been making the bed
Pull the sheets over my head
Making the bed."

Having had a midnight snack, Caroline then walked back upstairs and into her room as she pulled the sheets back down and got into bed, as she stared at the ceiling.