On days I feel like giving up
I would pack up my things
And bring some money
To see the world.

Sometimes it's the park right around the corner,
Or the park in another town,
Or the beach at my hometown,
Or away to the another country
Just to feel like a new person.

No worries,
No problems,
Nothing to think of
Besides my rest.

But,
Does it really work?

Or

Am I just running away from it,
Thinking that if I go on this escape
I'll find a way
But usually
It is just a break.