We get caught up
In our current lives
And forget
Everything else
What we used to be
Who we wanted to be
Why we are what we are
Our past selves looking at us
There innocent eyes and chubby faces
Staring
And they ask
"Who's that?"
We don't even answer
And turn our backs
On what happened back then
And we run
And run
And run
We keep running
And watch
As the world keeps spinning
Moving on
Changing
Yet we seem to stay the same
The future looks down on us
Shaking their heads
If only they had the sense back then
To stop running
If only
They could change what happened
Way back when
So they run
And they run
And they run
The only way
To find some peace
To them
To us
Is to run
Until death catches up
And we can rest our legs
Lay down our tired hearts
And close our teary eyes
Those innocent eyes
That chubby face
I guess they weren't enough huh?
To make you try-
No
To make us try
To change
When we had the chance
We saw the flaws
We saw what needed to happen
But we ran
But everything we tried to run from
Followed closely
Until we couldn't run anymore
And we were swallowed whole
Now we wonder
What we used to be
Who we wanted to be
Why we are the way we are
What went so badly during our life?
But that is just another question
Another problem
We ask
We can't handle the answer
So we keep running
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The Words I couldn't Say
PoetryThis is a place for me to put all the things I wish I said but I just couldn't. These are a way for me to "say" these things without actually saying them to the person I want to. I probably won't ever go back or read any of these because it's like r...
