The Reason

I tell myself that everything will be okay,
That everything will work out.
When deep down, I know that it won’t.
I know my problems won’t disappear.

They are the reason…

I would run away and never look back,
Never shed another tear.
I would be free and never have to think of them.
Of those who have made me who I am.

You are the reason…

I would stay and never leave your side,
Never let you go.
I would be free and safe in your arms.
In your embrace.
In your love.