I felt like running
you can say I'm running away
whatever, I don't care where
I just need to go somewhere
so the worries don't tag along
I can't run fast
I can't run far
is that why I want to run so badly,
although I can imagine the hard breathing
that will come after
and my legs begging me to stop?
what am I running from, again?
doesn't matter, just run
perhaps I'm - that's right - chasing after something
chasing after someone
who would never see me
no matter how hard I try
my efforts would be a mess
and I question me:
"so you thought you're better then anyone you know?"
"what was that for? Attention?"
I don't know, my dear self
I just want someone to be there for me
like I do for them
oh yes, I just remembered
that I want to be respected
just like I respect them
I cannot see why things don't work out the way I want them
am I too uncarefree?
the tears, I can't always hold them back
it's ugly, I don't want people to see them
it's not a show
even the one who wiped them away once
and promised to remain here
has gone away, like a missing person
is this how you punish me, God, for my sins?
it feels very excruciating
though not as agonizing as those unluckier than me
I know perfectly I am just exaggerating
goodness gracious, where is redemption?
I'm trapped within this vicious mind,
this overly negative mindset
and I know that if you ever read this,
you will wince in disgust
and even leave me
I don't plead for attention
I just wish you let me walk with you, side by side
is that asking for sympathy? Think again
