Run
1 min readMay 23, 2020
You and I
getting high
you were hard
and I started to cry
and you begged me to try
ㅤ ㅤ
I wanted to walk
ㅤㅤaway
You needed me to talk,
ㅤㅤto sway
ㅤ ㅤ
But this dance
was not my choice
And my only chance
was to run to (maybe) rejoice.