RUNAWAY

     Sometimes I miss this situation. Sitting on the bus. Alone. With no one knows me and neither do I. Listening to a hard rock music or a slow rock one. Not to care about anything or anyone.

     I’ll take a look outside the window. Watching all the thing along this endless road; cars, motorcycles, walking people, flying birds, and running wind. 

     Let’s runaway.

     Only for today I will not think about anything.

     I will not think about you

     You

     And all the things that belong to you.

     Let’s runaway

     Today