Monday, December 14, 2009

Escape

Face to face with the sun
I turn my back and run

Disguise my gait
Disguise my fate

I will not stop to leave a trail
My commotion would only fail

He said it’s a lie to run away
But you know I’ll do it anyway

Reaching for the cure
I’ll fall and break for sure

But this time I won’t cry
This time I won’t lie

Those who know will follow
Those who don’t I’ll swallow

Just another mistake I have made
Another price I have paid

No walking into the sunset
Just running from the onset

Curious eyes will scrutinize
Curious minds will criticize

But I’m not the first to fall from the shelf
To seek freedom from my very own self

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