I've smoked my last ciggarette,
told my last lie.
So im going to runaway,
without saying good bye.
I dont care where I go,
or where I wind up.
As long as I get away,
from everything that...
makes me unhappy,
pissed off or sad.
But once im away,
I'll surely be glad.
I have changed who I am,
into the kid im glad to be.
I haven't done it for anyone.
Anyone else but me.
So if thats not good enough,
or what you want to see.
You can gladly step off,
and just leave me be.
Ryan Nigh
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/run-away-39/
