The Runaway

It's too much to deal with With too many thoughts with too many people with too many hearts Tired of the emotions Tired of the knots Of stress in my back and tired of the shots Dealing with others and other peoples plots Family and friends and lovers forgot It's so easy to replace the stress and the plots The scenery, the people, and the old is forgot I love to runaway For change in a better way but then sometimes I miss my old days I find myself wishing and praying in a gaze that this new path is really a better way