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That Will Be The Day


What would happen if I ran away?

Would people let me be?

Would they look for me?

Would they start to listen?

Or ignore me further more for doing something so childish and selfish?

I just want one day.

Just one.

To roam and think.

About me.

Just me.

No worries of everyone else's thoughts or doings.

No worries about consequences for things that don't matter.

No worries about what others' views on me are.

A day of not caring.

But if that was so,

     When would I ever want to come back?

 

[mandie•marie]

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