I Ran Away
The bottle is full
Pop off the cork from the top
Let's drink together
The bottle is full
But I'm afraid to uncork
It's on the table
The bottle is full
But not full enough to pop
Can you see it there?
The bottle is full
It has filled up too quickly
So fast it is numb
The bottle is full
And I'm afraid to uncork
So I ran away
I ran away
I ran away
I couldn't fight
I ran away
What a hypocrite
There are two ways to face fears
You can run or fight
Fight!! I would keep urging
Screaming at the world to fight
Yet I ran away
I ran away
I ran away
This poem is about:
Me
My community