Running

Sometimes, I wish I could run
I wish I could run so far and so fast
That you can't catch me, you won't last
The struggle to find me, you'll fall short
Because I'm merely a thief and you're,
Well you're stability, you want life without change
I need to travel, to run, to escape
I'm holding back my gypsy heart to stay where you need me
When I need to be free
I crave being discreet, I shy from the known
I like getting lost when I take the back roads
You love familiarity, and it scares me
We're so opposite, how can we fit together for long?
Sometimes, I resent you for giving me chains
For clipping my wings inside of this cage
As if I could have left anyway once I entered that door
It shut tight behind me, trapped forevermore
I had so many plans, go to the other side of the world
Finish college, study abroad,
Maybe even stay there, find true love
Create an alternative self, play foreign roles
Or just go sit at the Canyon and hang my legs over the edge
Maybe I'm just being depressed, I'm honestly not too sure
Maybe it's the hormones, maybe it's the raw truth of the matter
Either way, here are the dead facts:
I'm dying.