On the run

August 18, 2017

Knock knock please let me in.

I swear to you I didn't commit the sin.

Being chased around for something I didn't do.

I wish that I could say this situation was new.

Constantly judged for what I am

Keep on finding myself in a jam

I swear I didn't kill her that's for sure

I loved her but you only see the fur

Please please let me in

They are only judging me for my skin

They cannot see me deep within

But I didn't even commit a sin

I can't breathe I'm hyperventilating

I can't focus on a single thing.

I'm huffing. I'm puffing.

This situation is too rough

I need to hide I need to hide

Before I may possibly die!

Please Please let me in

I swear I didn't do the crime

For something I didn't do I won't do the time.

I may be a wolf but I'm not like how you perceive me

I do not act beastly like how the media portrays me

Please please let me in

Before they find me and take me in

And possibly end my life within.

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