Thinking..thinking.....thinking.....dead.:
I always remember that one thing my dad said to me
"No matter where you are, look up at the stars, you'll never be alone then."
And I still look to that.
Everyday
Every night.
I'll still look to that when my mind take my legs somewhere far from here
"Too young." They'd say
I'm not too young to run away and fill my satisfactions
I'm not too young to still have thoughts
Besides,
No one else really needs me here
And honestly,
I'm okay with that
Shuffling my feet down the highway towards the only place I've longed to live
Making my life better each step I go
They'd say "you'll get caught."
I don't think so.
I'd run so far,
So fast,
Hide so easily.
Its never ending thinking
Never
It's just what makes me want to leave.
