Running Away

One time when I was little I ran away from home.

I packed a bag. And I ran away. I was mad at my mom or something. I only made it to the church parking lot. I lived right next to the church. I had to go to the bathroom, so I went back home.

I want to run away again.

You know in Forrest Gump when he starts running and decides to just keep running. And he runs and runs and runs?

I wish I could run. I would do that. I would just start running and not stop for a really long time.

I would run from everything. Or maybe just myself. But I have a feeling everything and myself would still follow me.

I think I'm gonna watch Forrest Gump soon.