I'm going away for a while but I'll be back, don't try and follow me. I'll return as soon as possible. You see, I'm trying to find my place, but it might not be here where I feel safe. We all learn to make mistakes and run from then with no direction. We'll run from them with no conviction. I'm just one of those ghosts, traveling endlessly. I don't need a road, in fact they follow me. And we just go in circles. And now I'm told that this is life, and pain is just a simple compromise so we can get what we want out of it. Would someone care to classify our broken hearts and twisted minds so I can find someone to rely on? So I can run to them, full speed ahead. Oh, you are not useless. The ones we trusted the most pushed us far away.
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