Sometimes I’m tempted to leave
Ill grab a few things and just go
Go away
I don’t want to be followed
I don’t want to be missed
I’m running away
Escaping my thoughts
Escaping even the people who say they love me
I know they do
But I still want to run
I have no plan of where I’m running
I’ll just go
It shouldn’t matter
Maybe its time

Clariece H. L.