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Caught my hand from turning on the blinker tonight,
Caught myself from getting on the highway…
Those lost highways
Highways that go on for miles
Cause today I wanted to go
I wanted to see how far half a tank of gas would get me
I wanted to leave
I wanted to run
Cause Run is the song on my stereo
And I’ve wanted to do it too long.
I have pushed and convinced and talked myself into
A corner I don’t want to be in
Where in my current state of mind
Is suffocating
Because it seems everyone seems to lean on me
But I can’t lean on nobody,
Cause when I try and call my friends…
They’re at work.
Because my little sister has a tumor,
And I can’t do a thing
Because the one I love,
Is a thousand miles away,
Because the song on the stereo,
The song on the radio,
Is telling me to run.
And I really want to know how far I’ll get
with half a tank of gas.
Cause all I want to do,
With the screams coming from the other room,
Is take that half a tank of gas,
And run,
And see how close I can get,
See how many miles I can tick off,
Before I’m out of gas,
Before that needle reaches the E,
Before reality catches up to me
Because no matter how much life
Works for me,
I always want to see,
Where those highways go,
And how far I can get,
How close I can become,
To being me.
The real me.
So I want to know how far I can get,
On a half a tank of gas.
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