I want to run away
I want to scream
Hairs flipping along
An endless pit
Somewhere far away
The sound of sea
A broad horizon
a sigh of relief
A date with my self
The warmth of being
Free from sorrows
An innocent blink
The path of flowers
A sense of spring
Away from demise
An enchanting beat
In the mirror across
A child\'s giggling
with a face of plum
oh, at last I am free..