Runaway...

                Have you ever wanted to run away?

                Have you ever wanted to run and never look back? Just leave the world behind you, and don’t let yourself regret anything. Go where ever you want, see whatever you want. Leave the life you’ve always known. Leave the haters, the people ready to judge you, any responsibility you had, any fears or regrets. If you could just leave it all. Leave the barriers and the restriction the government and anyone else who has authority traps us with. Leave the expectations, the everyday tortures that don’t apply to us.

                I assume you know my opinion on the matter, but just to make it clear: it sounds like a dream. Escaping.  Trust me, I’ve thought about it. I’d never actually run away but I’ve dreamed of leaving, doing something more than what I’m doing now.  The problem: No one understands. No one agrees. No one cares.|

                Running isn’t always cowardice. Sometimes, it’s what’s best. We aren’t running away out of fear, we’re running because we are the dreamers. We see the world differently, in a way no one else will ever understand. We know that there is something more out there, something else we should be doing. Instead of being imprisoned here, we’d rather be imprisoned elsewhere. Or, better yet, not be imprisoned anywhere at all; always moving.

                There really is no point in me being here. I can see that, so why can’t anyone else? I am wasting my life here, rotting away like a banana on a sunny day. I don’t mean to sound dramatic, I’m really not that big of a drama-queen. I’m just saying: Everyone learns in different ways, everyone sees things differently.

                I don’t know where I’m going with this.

                I guess I wish I could just disappear, start over, fall into the earth.

                Maybe someday.

                For now I’ll suffer through it (sounds dramatic like I’m joking but I’m being 100% serious)

                xoxox

                ~Baylee Jean