I can't run away.
I can't pretend things haven't happened.
I can't ignore the truth.
I have to go back.
I have to face life.
I can't hide forever in my room.
or my books
or my music.
I have to live in this world.
I have to live with my choices.
I have to live.
Something that I've had to learn as I get older is that
the things I want to run from the most are the things
that I grow from the most.
Usually tears are involved.
I spend a lot of time running on the treadmill
to make up for the fact that I couldn't run
from my problems.
From my life.
In case you were wondering,
growing up is overrated.