Bets.

Today I started sweating
Though still as cold as stone
Today I started betting
On how far I could go

How far would I make it
If I just left the house?
Would I go on forever
Or would I turn around?

Would I have a destination?
If I went, then I'd be doomed
A teenage girl's not safe
But am I safe in my room?

Today I started thinking
Of the little box I'd take
Didn't know what was inside it
Maybe it would stay

I wanted most to leave
It took effort to remain
Maybe sometime I'll shatter
But it won't be today