Run

I thought to run,
Run from the things I have done,
From the places I've been
From the things I've seen

Run without looking back,
Nor Looking forward,
Side tracked,
But life grows more and more miserable,
More and more desperate.

I thought to run in the rain,
Again,
Without thought, I'm sick,
Sick of your dirty words and your misgivings,
Sick of your, "I don't care"
And " I am the man"
Well, I don't fucking care,
I dont care that my feet gets tired,
Or that Im no longer inspired.

Still I continue to run,
Till my feet falls off,
And I cannot run anymore.

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