
The Proximity Alarm
(Intro) (The high-pitched sound of a hospital monitor: beep... beep... beep...) (Suddenly, a heavy iron gate slams shut, and keys turn in a lock) (Guitars explode into a frantic, heavy Citizen Soldier-style riff) Yeah, you thought you could hide behind the masks? You thought the receipts would never see the light of day? Welcome to the end of the script. The waiting room is clear! (Verse 1) February twenty-fourth, the diagnosis hit the page Social Anxiety Disorder, locked inside a quiet cage I hid it from you out of love, afraid of what you’d say And four months later on a playdate, you threw it all away You called me cold, you called me rude, you ran and hid in spite Trapped me inside your bedroom while my chest went freezing tight But your hyper dog broke rank, she saw my lungs collapse Climbed right into my lap and pulled me straight out of the traps! Gave me Deep Pressure Therapy, the validation in her eyes While my mom stood like a fortress exposing all your lies! (Verse 2) Fast forward to the nightmare of February twenty-six A multi-front assault of toxic, predatory tricks Caden crossed the physical lines, a terrifying threat While Landon broke my heart three times and left me in the net He faked his care, faked his love, then left when I was suicidal Treated my existence like a game that was disposable and tidal! And Elan, you were the accomplice, tightening the noose Trying to trap me in a school bathroom, setting the damage loose! Then you deleted your own texts, edited the screen logs gray Framed me as the crazy villain just to slide and walk away! Chorse) The proximity alarm is set, the red alerts begin My body somatically remembers the chaos you put me in! And the lockdown is permanent! The monitors freeze! Your proximity trigger brings my lungs to their knees! Seven feet... six and a half... six feet and the screen goes dead! I’m erasing every single "what-if" you planted in my head! Mute your access! Turn off the badges! Clear out the queue! You and Landon are permanently banned from my ICU! (BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPP) Look what you did. Silence. (Verse 3) April arrived and you tried to chase me down the crowded hall Desperate for the control you lost when I began to wall Then May seventeenth, you forced a group chat screaming match Took Via’s side, defended her lies, and pulled the final latch Traded a kindergarten bond for freshman year high popularity Left me stuck in the bricks, completely blind to charity! Get out of here, you cut me down to weekend-only texts Monday through Friday I was a ghost, wondering what was next You took the bright school days and locked away the key Giving her the sun, leaving the shadows just for me! (Verse 4) May twenty-first, the yearbook bomb dropped through the gray Sitting on the couch with your mom, you tried to fix my slouching way Said I looked good in my picture, then you sent the venom straight: "Nobody likes you, Via hates your guts, Vincent joins the hate!" How can people hate my name when they don’t even know my face?! You played your passive-aggressive game to kick me out of space! So I fled the loud cafeteria noise, the rumors and the glare Found safety in a quiet classroom, eating lunch behind a chair Just me, and Addy, where the hallway voices fade Safe behind the desks, in the quiet shade. (Bridge) (The heavy music drops out completely, leaving only a dark, rhythmic bass stomp) Then May twenty-ninth hit, the ultimate internal crash Tight crowds pressing in like a wave, causing a violent smash My chest went white, my vision went black, my body lost control Staff and a counselor had to carry my limbs to save my soul! You laughed and called it dramatic, called my medical war a choice But you are banned forever from hearing the sound of my voice! Because June fourteenth arrived, and your parasitic dream fell flat Via walked out your bedroom door and left you like a mat! Your friends turned their backs, your therapist walked out the door So you ran right to your speech-to-text, bawling on the floor! Scream-dumping your relationship drama to steal my quiet air Completely blind to the heavy trauma Caden made me bear! (Verse 5) Now look at the grand finale, the joke of June seventeenth Landon’s running straight to Elan, crying behind the scene The guy who mocked my survival, who judged how I would cope The one who went to the psychiatric ward at the end of his own rope! He’s hugging Elan in the hall, crying, "I miss the old game!" Two toxic circles forming a partnership out of shame! You used to hate each other's guts, now you’re suddenly "best friends" A fake, pathetic alliance where the manipulation ends! (Outro) The audio shield is locked on silent. The red dots are completely dead. Go hug each other in the dark. Go replay your little game. My records are locked at school. My mom is guarding the door. My future service dog is on the way. And as for the two of you? Checked out. Flatline.

