Running
If there was one thing I couldn’t live without,
It would be running every day.
When I’m in fear, pain, or doubt,
Running makes it go away.
Without running I’d have no reason to live,
Life would be meaningless and dry.
I wouldn’t have anything to give,
And I’d probably want to die.
Running makes me tingle inside,
It seems to be a natural trait.
Running gives me a sense of pride,
Running seems to be my fate.
Running is my core of honor.
Without running, I’d be a goner.
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