Silent Words

If I can run away now… one more time Yet alive… is why perhaps I can never hide I am myself at an end road to find Landed as always into a situation never to like I’m better by myself I’m also better if I’m learnt to be with I’m the worst if I am no one else Than best perhaps with someone no one believes What is something new I can tell myself every time Do we really need something fresh… or refresh? What is something old to never fail to remind? Is there really one every worst for that one every best? There has got to be an endless outcome Thinkable and unfathomable alike Minds known are impossible to run To only feel so alive each time when my mind died One last time... to run away As always to only find a situation I’d never like I can only remain silent because words won’t say Why I am alive but choose rather to hide