Running from me
Painfully aware, of all my peers
The pain, the pressure, creates real fears
Trying to escape so many eyes and ears
Over thinking so much, my mind is seared
Afraid of the judgment, so my voice has no sound
Dodging harsh eyes, so MY eyes find the ground
This lingering emotion, I cannot define
They say mind over matter, but I say matter over mind
I'm running from something, I jump into my dream
In that happy place, I can be exactly what I seem
I finally understand what this emotion must mean
Because I figured out what I'm running from...
I'm Running From Me
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