Scholieren.com forum - Running away..

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Though they've never hit you,
they've done plenty inside
you play it out like you don't care
but soon it'll be too much to hide.

Every night when they get home
you feel like you want to bolt
just so you won't have to talk to them
just wanna take off like a colt

you wonder where you'll go
but really do not care
you love to get attention
but who the hell will share

the few friends you got
really are never around
the ones you want to have
think your dust on the ground

So when your sitting in your room
and you just wanna run
you have no one else to turn to
except you, but your undone

and no one will ever listen
even though you want them too
you'd admit you want attention
that your not some damned shrew

you feel you wanna bolt
you need somewhere to hide
and just break down and cry

you want that trustful shoulder
but all you get is air
and the one you feel could understand you
is anywhere but there

so that night when you decide to run
you save nothing to get back
back to where? you ask yourself
there's nowhere to go back

You spend hours it seems
just trying to get far away
Try not to think of the things denied you
not really wanting any of them to pay

just wanting to leave
leave it all behind and roam
and just break free and run
to where you'll feel at home

but where is that you ask yourself
it can't be somewhere close
anywhere close is too close
I know so where too now?

You don't know where you are
you surely do not care
anywhere but there is better
anywhere but here

you still feel like you're too close
way to close to feel right
you have no idea what time it was
when you fled into the night

You try to concentrate on running
Not wanting to think of home
truthfully you're still trying to pinpoint
where is your real home

you won't let them see you cry
you still got to be strong
but with all this running it's coming to a point where
it won't hold in for long

so you still feel like you're running
and for all you know you are
where exactly you're running too
it's gotta be really far

then that morning you wake up
you had a wonderful dream
a dream where you had enough strength to run
just run wild and free

but now you're back in your own bed
you didn't go anywhere
it's time for school
so you get up to brush your hair

But as you gaze into the mirror
something there's not right
you just can't think what
the it hits you like a light

you still have the same old feeling
The one that's always there
but his time there's a little hope...
you find leaves in your hair

so when you turn around
just to make sure you look good
these words come floating into your room
"You never do anything around here so before
you think you're leaving take out the garbage will ya!
or you'll be gone for good!"

but as the words come spouting out
you feel the urge to run
just break and run and once again roam free
But you know it will never be done

But as soon as the feeling came it went
and as the yelling stopped
the brush was on the floor
as if suddenly been dropped

The door is locked but that won't hold you
as it slams shut behind you
the sun is out this time
and it's a good day for a run