I run but I don’t know why!

Is it all the things inside?

 Is it all the things that we as teenagers hide?

Is it all the thoughts that cross our mind?

When we lay sleepless at night

Thinking about all the problems that have landed upon our lives

And just wont take flight

But how can this be?

For my father and mother tell me

They’re just fake teenager problems

I run but I don’t know why!

Because if my problems are a hoax

Then why does this life not feel perfect?

Why have we not all been accepted in to the school of our dreams?

Why can’t we all have parents with fat bank accounts to pay for those dreams?

Why can’t we all be the stars of our teams?

Why can’t we all have the perfect grades?

I run but I don’t know why!

Perhaps it’s the sense of accomplishment

Perhaps it’s the thought of not making it

Perhaps it’s the thought of not being good enough

I run but I don’t know why

Perhaps it’s the glory of not having failed

Perhaps it’s for the act of transcending your own expectations

Perhaps it’s to prove to myself that I am good enough

I run because it makes me believe

Believe that no matter the magnitude of my very real problems

I will get through it

I run

Exhausted of all the people who cavil about their lives

Tired of all the complaining

Drained from all the talk and no action

But I run

So that one day I reach my destination

In life.