When I was running away from my family,
I was being forced to not leave my home.
My parents were talking to me in a very bad tone.
My father was furious,
My mom was trying calm him down
But nothing was going to stop me from going out of town.
Then I felt so worried and curious
That I went to my house but not to stay,
But to check on them and see how happy they were without me.
When I saw them, the only thing I wanted was to flee.
If I entered my house I thought they will just tell me to go away.
From the way I treated my brothers and sisters,
I thought they wouldn’t want to see me again.
I wish I could just try to explain
I wanted to come back before winter,
But finally I figured out that was impossible.
If they beg for me to come back
They knew it was unstoppable.