by Rosie Coombs

Created on: July 23, 2010

I sometimes feel it's my only option,

To take off in the middle of the night,

I don't know where I'd go,

But I just want to leave everything behind.

All the things I have ever loved have left me,

In one way or the other.

I want to run away, leave all my troubles behind,

I might be called a coward but I don't want to face it all.

I have been through too much to care anymore,

Let me go, let me run, let me leave.

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