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by Mally P Jan 5, 2006 category : Life, society / other
Running so far, so fast, Can't seem to get away, Every time I seem to gain some ground, Myself is right there catching up with me. Sometimes I wish I could escape me, Wanting so badly to become another, Crawl out and leave my skin, Leave my broken heart behind. No matter where I hide, Even if I am as quiet as the dead, Regardless if I breathe shallow, Myself always finds me hiding. I can't escape the walls of me, Never quite seeing beyond this life, Wishing I could just let go, Wanting to finally be at peace. My world stays with me always, Facts I just must learn to face, I guess this storm I too will weather, My body might be the place for me