Wednesday, December 9, 2009

4-12-09

The world is not running from you,
You are running from the world,
Just remember that.
Do you even know what it feels like to just
sit still for a second?

Your feet are p-p-p-pumping
Like lightening, you’re like the flash,
r-r-r-running for miles and miles,
The d-d-dust flies behind you,
Blinds your enemy but your friends too,
Was that intentional? They ask, dumbstruck.

You are running rings round the world,
But never ever stopping
for sight-seeing.
Don’t you have the urge to look at beautiful
landscapes at all??

Your feet are p-p-p-pumping
Like lightning, you’re like the flash,
r-r-r-running for miles and miles,
The d-d-dust flies behind you,
Blinds your enemy but your friends too,
Was that iintentional? They ask, dumbstruck.

Whoa, whoa just a blue bit of wind,
Hands grab at nothing but air,
But scream ‘why are you running so fast?’
“Well, so I can get away, get away from…
Hell, I forget but it sure looked scary”,
But you’re just circling the world,
Avoiding life like the plague,
And your feet are burning away.

Your feet are b-b-b-burning,
Hell kid, they are giving off steam,
You need to s-s-slow down,
Covering up your past with dust,
Blinds your enemy but yourself too,
I know you hate yourself, intentionally…

But kid, clear you eyes won’t you,
Halt to a stop for a minute and look around.

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