We’re temporary runaways
We hide behind sheds
And in between buildings
Perched on swing sets
And tucked within library shelves
We come back to our
Houses but not quite homes
And dream about going
Somewhere
Farther away
Crossing oceans instead
Of these streets
Climbing mountains instead
Of chain-link fences
Traveling miles instead
Of footsteps
We think about a time
Where we can be anyone
And do anything
Instead of being stuck here
In this little island town
Where nothing changes
Day after day
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 10:38 AM UTC
We’re temporary runaways
We hide behind sheds
And in between buildings
Perched on swing sets
And tucked within library shelves
We come back to our
Houses but not quite homes
And dream about going
Somewhere
Farther away
Crossing oceans instead
Of these streets
Climbing mountains instead
Of chain-link fences
Traveling miles instead
Of footsteps
We think about a time
Where we can be anyone
And do anything
Instead of being stuck here
In this little island town
Where nothing changes
Day after day
