Get Away

Why can't I just run away,
get away from this that surrounds me;
that suffocates me.

Would you come with me?
It's not fair for me to ask you.

You have a life of your own;
one that you can really live.

I have nowhere to run,
no place to go.
Nobody to come with me.

All alone, I run with tears falling down my face.

I stand in the pouring rain,
reach up my arms,
and look up into the drops of water
coming down from the sky.