I'm a runner.
#12 of poetry
No one can run from their problems forever...
_I run
I hide
From sea to border
To find, to hide
From a life out of order
The tides that bind
The likes of mind
Music
Laughs
Passion and such
Are only what we have in common,
Not much
But I run
I hide
From sea to border
To escape you
..Get my life in order_