I was running, It felt like my legs were going to fall off.
Breath.
I promised my self that trouble won't get me.
Breath.
Trouble will find me no matter where I go
No, it won't.
Breath.
Run girl, you better run.
Breath.
But why am I running?
Breath.
It's the pain, in all ways.
Breath.
Oh, that.
Breath.
But, it will be better?
Breath.
No it won't.
Trouble is on my legs
Inspired by my state, may become longer.
