Running Boy

By Shaire Blythe

Wednesday, December 11, 2013

 

Running Boy

You’re a runner, You keep running,

You might just trip, So watch out,

 

Not tryna be the mood killer,

I know you don’t like feelings,

Or feeling, But you have visions, About a life you’re not doing a damn thing about,

 

How can I deal with such a empty soul,

A ticking time bomb, waiting to explode,

I made my excuse, I walked my path, And look what I found,

A boy so fragile, that puts on a mask, Where are you now?

 

I told that boy to let someone care,

I urged him, but it fell on deaf ears,

Removed me from the flawed picture,

Can I really complain?

But that don’t change what the boy must face,
 

You’re gonna have to face it someday,

You can’t keep running away,

 

You’re a smoker, You keep smoking,

Filling your lungs with poison, You know,

Yeah, you know what you’re doing,

Seeming so useless, You have no hope,

You don’t,

 

And I was suppose to change that,

Guess I didn’t do my job right,

I will have to take that, With you I couldn’t win a single fight,

Even standing here today, after my hurt has washed away,

You remain the same, It’s a damn shame,

 

I told that boy to let someone care,

I urged him, but it fell on deaf ears,

Removed me from the flawed picture,

Can I really complain?

But that don’t change what the boy must face,
 

You’re gonna have to face reality,

Quit your running,