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Feb 2015
I’m so tired of running away
I get restless every day

I have to go
Where?  I don’t know

I can’t sit still
They haven’t found the right pill

It’s just how I’m made
To run away
To a sunny place
With sand and sea
That’s exactly where I want to be

I don’t belong
Where I’m at
Nothing will ever change that

So until I leave
I’ll play the game
Pretend I’m happy, hide in my shame
GailForceWinds
Written by
GailForceWinds  Montville, NJ
(Montville, NJ)   
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