"Running?
Why am I running?"
I answered,
blood running.
"I run because
What they did."
"Who's they?"
the little boy asked.
"They are the scientists,
That tried to take my
Heart away."
"They are my boyfriend's
Friends who hated me
For loving him."
"They are my family,
That told me to
Never fall in love."
"They are the people
that rejected me,
Ever since I was born."
"Why?"
The little boy asked again.
I broke down,
My blood still running,
And replied,
"They hate me,
They hate love,
They hated my
Boyfriend,
Justin Trove."
"Why should I run?
Because they hate me."
And off I ran,
Heart running,
Hair running,
Blood running,
And suddenly,
The little boy running.
