it's raining real heavy..

i parked in front of my faculty's bus stop.. came for the internet.. checked my mail and all..

yea..

it's my nature..

i run..

i run away every time there's shit in life..

because i cant handle it..

therefore..

i run..

i know it's not right..

but still i run..

though i know it might never settle things..

but each time.. each time tidal waves hit me..

i grabbed my sneakers..

and get my ass out off the atmosphere..

i know it's wrong..

but i really can't handle the pressure..

it's getting in my head each second of the day..

and i don't freaking know how to deal with it..

i don't know what should be done..

what's right and what's not..

perhaps..

i just don't wanna think about it..

my brain's exploding in expulsion..

the rain's stopped..

good..

gonna get my keys in the ignition now..

and get back on to the highway..

get back on the run..

i made my decision..

to leave it all behind..

and run..