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I never knew that in my life what I dreamt of was to go away

To escape, to find shelter, to seek refuge

But run away from what? What’s the emergency? Why?

It probably makes sense to ask those questions at first

But wait until you know the history

Of why a human, a God’s creation, wants to flee, all the time

Whenever she can, whenever she finds her moment

She’ll bounce out of the place she’s at

Her mind wanders around the globe

Looking for another landing spot

It’s not reasonless what she does

It’s all because her soul needs a home

A home sturdy enough, supportive enough

To give her soul the shelter it needs

After all the stress, all the battles

All the harassments, all the shame

All the feeling of enough

All the thoughts of endings

Her soul just needs a home

So she runs away and is constantly on the run

You won’t find her in her room, she’s away

Even if you found her in her room, she isn’t there

Her mind is on a constant lookout for possible safe havens

But at some point she gets tired of looking

The world just doesn’t seem like it’s gonna give a nice offer

She’s so homeless, thinking about home makes her think of

How she doesn’t have one

She has a house but not a home

She has a room but not one where she feels whole

In herself she feels bad as well

So she puts scars on herself

She wants to run away from this body she’s in

She walks slowly but her mind goes flashy

She’s quick to annoy

Because she already is that annoyed all the time

She’s tense, she doesn’t wanna confess 

It’s those things she wants to be able to achieve

But she couldn’t

Not yet maybe, or I don’t know

And yet she is still on the run

And she ran far enough already

Fourteen thousand kilometers away from her so-called home

Still she hasn’t been happy

And she’s getting more and more weary

But how if, home was that one place she’s always wanted to go away from?