there is something inside of me begging to come out
the little voice inside of me is bigger than i am
and instead of listening to it, i run away
i run away to secret places, libraries, book stores, coffee shops
anywhere to be away from my family who hover over my life,
over my choices,
over my mistakes.
i like to be left alone
don’t bother me unless it’s necessary
i am not anti-social
but maybe i am
it is hard to think, hard to write
when everyone wants to know about me
and i want to know nothing.
one day i’ll figure out
one day i won’t come back to the city that molded me
and loved me back again.
sometimes things don’t work out
and maybe i’m not meant to stay here forever
i’ll leave, i’ll leave
far, far away
where i won’t be found.
– let me be free