everyone told me to stop. and when they asked why i didn't know why i had to run i just ran for the sake of being far, far from everything i know, you know?
i hated running into people i knew i remember someone grabbing by the arms squeezing me tight.pulling me to the alleyway
saying "are you gonna keep running away?!"
i answered nothing but cried thinking yes.
i remember racing this biker he says wow yer fast.
i stopped and took a breath. and this guy andswers this public telephone saying my sister wants me.
i remember looking into the night sky looked into this yuppie apt. and there was my sister waving. i ran dissapointed that shes well off living the good life. i finally reached some point central park.
and there was this huge line standing and waiting seeing if i see any familiar faces i did not.
