Runaway

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See when I was your age,
I was being a runaway.
A runaway.
The pain, the doubt, the sorrows!
The used love I had borrowed.
The world is an empty, cold-hearted place.
But I'll be here. (Just in case)

I was surrounded.
The laughter, my friends, my family.
I hurt them all.
And that was it.
End of story.
It was kind of getting boring.
There's no more to it.
People say I'm missing out pieces.
But no, let me let the story unfold.
I like the way it was originally told.
Hold the tears, let me try and be bold.

It was nice.
Living under spotlights.
Get front row to every show.
Fancy hair bows.
It was time to say enough.
To say I was through.
And then to the hood is where I went to.
But they caught me and sent me back to the paparazzi.
My life was upside down.
I wanted to be normal
Like every kid's dream.
Not riding up in black limousines.

Some things you can't escape.
You may not relate.
Running from problems:
That was my biggest mistake.



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