So I wonder if I’m running away
It’s something I’ve always dreamed of doing
But is this risk worth taking?
A daring leap of faith?
If that falls through
The cracks in the floor
I know where I’ll be
But is it something I should hope for?
Because what if this door is closed too?
What if I’m making the wrong decision?
Running away
With nothing to run to
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Ah, the not knowing, which decision, right or wrong, … It’s the living with yourself afterwards, the wishing to turn back the clock, … I ran, but had to return, … Strange how I forget the reason for running, only the relief of stopping…