Runaway

My whole life was full of lies, pain and abuse. . . . that is sort of what this is about.
Run away from those who have lied,
Run away from the ones who have made you cry.
Get away from the people who hurt you in any way,
Because they put you through hell every day.
Get away from the place that you use to call home,
The place that you took shelter under away from the storm.
Run away form your broken household,
Get away from them is all you were told.
You have become a stray,
and every day you wonder why.
You wonder why they got enjoyment out of making you cry.
You spend your life crying,
While the people around you keep on lying.
They tell you that you mean nothing to them,
and since She meant nothing to them, She was condemned.
She was thrown aside,
She thought that her family would stay by her side.
She ran away to live a happy life,
she wanted be part of the high life.

By Brianna Wilkinson
Published: 4/27/2007
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