She’s running away,
In both body and mind,
Running and searching,
For the things she’ll find.

Trying to find who she is,
But also getting away,
Doesn’t know what she needs,
But knows she cannot stay.

Running from her problems,
And losing track of time,
Doesn’t know where she’s going,
Other than to leave it all behind.

Streets and sidewalks flying past,
Her feet become a blur,
In her mind all’s serene,
The running is her cure.

She finally stops,
To look around,
To see the answers,
She may have found.

Looking for something,
When she runs away,
Something to help her,
Get through her day.

She looks for herself,
Just trying to get away,
But only gets lost,
Somewhere far away.

She likes the feeling,
But knows it can’t last,
At least for now,
Her troubles are the past.

Her mind is clear now,
But the situation’s the same,
So once again she returns,
Back home again.

The problems are the same,
So the cycle repeats,
One day she may find herself,
When guided by her feet.