i want to run away from everything
move to mexico
live in a little brick house
& throw knives at trees

i want freedom
from my self inflicted prison

why is it so easy to fall into mistakes
& so hard to climb out of them

i want to live
without hatred
& without emptiness

my life is wasted
every day
& every minute that goes by
it gets harder for me to breathe

i'm scared i will never escape