Life, Pain, and Dead.

I keep running away,

Away from this world.

But every time I run,

It just brings me more pain, drama, and sorrow.

I thought I was strong,

But then I started shaking.

I started crying too often and loosing control,

Everything is starting to change.

So now I'm dying inside,

And I have no one but myself to thank.

I don't know who to go to because lately,

Everyones changing for the worse.