Runaway

This house called home
Four walls a dome
Shelter from rain
Bearer of pain
No longer wanted girl wants out
No one hears her scream and shout
Control units control her life
Silence she could cut with a knife
Do this dont that
YOur thin your fat
No opinions are held by ones own
Not when you live in this house called home
Reasons to run or reach for the gun
This girl can cry wont show her tears
Cant trust her parents cant trust her peers
She feels the need to runaway
Little more work a little less play
On the streets with only a bag
Better than the house with the hag
Runaway girl with tears behind doors
Will hang around pimp become one of their whores
Contemplait
Can you wait?
Get a job before its too late
Grin and bear
The witch in her lair
Runaway girl dont be hasty
Stay where its warm
At least until dawn