so im running thru the woods... something is chasing me but i am too afraid to stop and see what i am running from
i am running, running, sweating out of breathe but i notice there is hope for me yet, a cliff. i am just gonna take a leap of faith and jump, if my death was meant to be then it will be but i rather die on my own terms not at the hands of another
i pick up speed, so does the thing
i run like i am doing hurdles, seems like the wind is pushing me making me fly
and
with wrong step i come crashing face down on a boulder
blood flows from my forehead and i turn over on my back
and
i see the beast but i never imagined what i saw... i saw, i saw.... ME
no matter where i run, i will find me
i will find depression
i will find mania
i will find psychosis
i will find anxiety
i will find problems
i will find addiction
i will find pain
i will find stress
i will find loneliness
i WILL find EVERYTHING i run from
because
they are apart of me.
Hello sunshine...(now listening to the COOL Lupe Fiasco)
