Sometimes I wish I could run away
Run away to a place where I could be alone
A place where I can let out all my anger, frustration, and pain
I wonder what people would think
I wonder what people would say
I wonder if people would even miss me
I don't have the strength to do it
I'm afraid nobody would care
I would be without food
Which at this point wouldn't be bad
I don't need it
Sometimes I wonder
I wonder how people would react if I died
Sometimes I think people wouldn't care and sometimes I do
Depressing, I know
Holding in my true emotions isn't great either
Sometimes I wonder if people would even care...
