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Wished I could run

The tears didn't fall fast enough-
as I sat in my room alone on friday nights
All I wanted listening to my ipod as I walked to school
was to run away from the comments that bite

Dreams of running gave me wings from my pain
flying as my feet pounded the cobblestone
Imagining being free - released from my cage
Wanting so bad for running to just bring me home

Desperately dying inside- homesick for the states
Wishing for the people who could heal my broken heart
and put it back together again after being ripped by silence
I can pinpoint exactly when the shunning started

Carefully and slowly they distanced themselves from me
finding ways to hurt me and flaunt their friendship
Runaway Love came out and I wished I could run too
Just hear my heartbeat and hope I'd be missed


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  • I know this feeling. great write and thanks so much for entering!!!


  • Lady Altheia gold member
    January 4

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    I didn't fit in either. High school is Hell when you can't fit in. It took me a long time to be happy wth who I am. I learned to enjoy the things I was interested in and then the friends followed afterwards.