Runaway
I want to be a runaway
my mind tells me when I watch
My parents do it
I think to myself
why am I here anyway?
I want to be a runaway
from my mind that stays with me
I want to do it to
runaway myself
what use am I anyway?
my mind wants to be a runaway
it tells me as they watch me
I can see doing it
I say crying for help
why be here another day?
Copyright © Lyra Pendragon | Year Posted 2019
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