Things doesn't seem to grow...
It makes us distant...
Aside from one another, I am just this useless kid
Overthinking the things you always tell me...
It's not just a simple scolding...
It was a stab in the heart,
A pain in the mind,
And a memory that will never be erased...
Every night I am haunted...
Words that feels like reality...
Every time I think and dream of it...
I wanted to escape...
I am still young,
Enjoying my freedom...
Some things makes me happy...
Yet you are there eyeing me desperately...
I am not a thief nor a criminal coming out from jail...
I am not a prisoner of this kind of life that you offer...
I am not making a fuss on things that I despise...
I stilled and was silent, I don't want any trouble...
Yet you are giving me a lot of reasons...
They are piling up, that I ponder of giving up,
And once I become successful and independent,
I could run away and never come back,
Looking for the old self that I never want to become...
Once again...
I will certainly run away without looking back...