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Jan 2015
I keep on running, but you have never seen me run
It's so easy to tell you that I can run
It's so easy to be able to share that I have scars
That my past is not a simple one
That if I were to show you my life
You would see the simplicity that I have lived
While amongst my time alone you would just see a sitting boy
But instead the boy was running, I was running
I've always been running
Although to you it seems to be a happy existence
One of ease and always being pleased
I've never struggled to get what I want
Constantly everything has been handed to me
With that I do everything with a half grin on my face
And a chuckle behind every word
To you, you see a boy that has it all so well
He talks too much
He walks to meet so many different people
That if he were to tell you about his day he would tell you about all the people
He would tell you about their smiles
But just like them
He wouldn't tell you everything he heard behind what they said
Because just like him they are running
Maybe they are not running as fast, but they are running nonetheless
I can tell because it feels like they are screaming it right at me
And it seems like no one can notice
As I am screaming the same thing right back at them
Because when I tell them that no one stays in my life that long
They don't realize or notice what I actually mean
That I am running
I am running
I am running
I am running
So much faster than anyone else possibly could
No one stays too long and with time I think that's more has to do with me than it does with them.  I am the tyrant that pushes and shoves and when it comes time to run I never stopped.
Michael Ryan
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Michael Ryan  31/United States
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   Kate Irons
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