song for a runaway
You know this wasn’t the first time
that I’ve tried to get out of here
They found me once in Atlanta
tracked me down in St. Pete
took me home where Mom acts like she loves me
hides her vodka until they all leave
How many times does it take til they get it?
Why don’t they see what’s going on?
It’s funny that I want to disappear
but I’m no one until I run
At school I wear the same hoodie
everyday pulled over my head
I sit on the edges of classrooms
avoid their eyes so I don’t have to talk
I imagine riding the bus to Chicago
when it drops me off I lock myself in my room
How many times does it take til they get it?
Why don’t they see what’s going on?
It’s funny that I want to disappear
but I’m no one until I run
This time it took them two weeks to find me
in Fairbanks where I thought I was free
I cut my hair but that woman at the shelter
I guess she recognized me
I thought anyone could disappear in Alaska
God anywhere is better than here
You’d think they’d have figured it out
I mean how far do I have to go?
It’s funny how I want to disappear
but I’m no one until I run
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I find the first stanza powerful enough