Runaway.

Packing bags

Moving so fast

Running to the door

To shut it on my past

Stepping into a world

I would never dare to go

But going all the same

To escape death row

Leaving behind pain

Saying final goodbyes

To finally be free

From this life of lies

I get into the car

Scared as can be

But happy all the same

To be leaving the old me

No more cages and locks

Just wide open land

Different names and looks

A life no longer bland

A new set of rules

A new job everyday

A new manner to speak in

With much more to say

Will they let me go?

Will they even care?

It doesn’t really matter

To stop me... they wouldn’t dare

But when the news breaks

On one cold chilling day

You will sit there and watch

As they say I’m the latest runaway