Runnin'

The air grows dense
I feel them tense
One more day, one more fight
Then they pretend every thing’s alright

All these pretenses equal stress
Leaving me feeling depressed
Then never understand how what they do has effects
Making our home life complex

Can’t things be simple for one day?
Is that to much to ask
Family at home pressures me
Family all around crushes me inside

How much longer must this go on?
Can’t we just move on?
What will it take to make them see?

If I run would they notice me gone?
Will they finally see what they’ve done wrong?
Must it come down to that?
Will it finally make the right impact?

From how they keep on suffocating I’ll be pushed that far soon
I’ll be running free under the bright moon