Runaway
Life has become to stray
Wanting to go away forever and a day
On time for the first bus ride
Just because you are trying to hide
You left because your parents hate
Honestly they didn’t want you to become bait
Then some local guys said you didn’t need them
They could care less they just want relations between you and them
Wondering how far you’ll really go
Wanting them to like you, you go with the flow
In a new city with those guys you call friends
They buy you drinks knowing roofies will be the end
As you sit in the ER waiting for your life to fade away
You begin to wish you didn’t runaway
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