Running.
Run across your street and mind
Take your memories cause I don't need 'em
but think of me
Are you happy that you've made me unhappy?
Scars to prove it, tears to fake it
Can you read my mind? No.
The time that towns forgot
Running through the street and running quickly through
your mind
It's unfair
It's not love, it's just love.
One of many problems, many problems in one
Snipping out the bad parts,
pasting in the worser ones
Running from your problems back into
circle one
waiting for the ax to fall
and cut off my split ends.
Is
this a song?
A Poem?
