I was scared
cold and frigid
nothing was clear
I expected the world to be nice
it was too much for me to expect
everything around me was hurting me inside
the fake smiles that I framed on my lips never helped me much
I lived a lie to fulfilling my wishes secretly
I adored being a runaway child
it was hard to stay focused
to run away from everything became just a dream
a dream, I knew that one day I would live up.