I wish I could run far from everything,
far from everyone…
I wish I could run…
Seating, thinking about tomorrow’s feature…
I wish I could run,
run like the wind minding its waves.
Making waves of thoughts.
“How was life in the old days?”
I wish I could run.
What a good way of thinking…
Run away from today’s abuses,
run away from today’s crimes.
I wish I could run.
Why do we care for those who hurt us badly?
I wish I could hide…
I wish I could run.