I run, whenever I get scared, I run away.
I run, even though I should make a stand.
I run, something inside of me is scare boy.
I run, though I have Christ beside me always.
I run, I wish that I would change right now.
But I run, in the wrong directions always.
I should be running toward, instead of from.
I run, when instead I should stand firm here.
I run, when life starts to become hard for me.