Straight Lines

Let's run away.

This isn't worth it, this world we're living in. It's too much—college and money and all this empty talk of the future and hard work for nothing in return.

Let's run away.

Maybe I'm not old enough for that. Maybe I'm not old enough for you. Too young, too young, it's all I hear. But youth is my best advantage and it's what can keep me fighting against the adversity that shapes this cruel reality. Too young, they say, yet every day they wish back the youth they curse. It's a secret they keep from us: we can do anything. Sixteen is young, naive, bull-headed, but it's old enough to know I can't breathe in this world of structure and straight lines.

Let's run away.

We'll go somewhere with a view of the sunset. For a few nights we'll cry together as we watch it go, thinking of all we've left behind. But we're young and the freedom we feel will overcome that pain soon enough. That pain couldn't compare to the one I'm feeling now, apart from you because of the world we're afraid to leave, the lines we fear to break or bend.

Ain't no point in talkin' when there's nobody listenin'
So let's just run away.

We'll search out a place where no one will find us until we want them to. You can get a job somewhere, and we'll live in the shelter until we can afford to buy a rusty old car and rent a dumpy place, and the day I come of age we'll get married at the courthouse and have a luxury dinner at the Chinese restaurant. More straight lines, perhaps, but they're going where we're headed.

Let's run away.

I'll raise your children and take care of you, and I promise to be everything you need me to be. We may never have much, but we'll have each other, and that will be enough. Someday maybe we can come back, return to the ones we love, but first things come first and you are more important than they are. I'll follow you wherever you go. I promise.

So let's run away together.

Just the two of us—no more lines to confine us, we will make our life our own.

Let's run away.

Author's Notes: Admittedly this comes from my own feelings, but no worries, I don't think I'll be up and leaving. ;) I hope it conveyed the feeling it was meant to:the heart reaching out to grasp something that's out there, something better than this, that must be there. You probably know the feeling that 'there must be something more than this in life'; I think we all have it sometimes. I took the italicized line from the song "Young Turks" by Rod Stewart, which had a lot to do with my writing this in the first place. It's meant more to be poetry in prose than anything, I suppose. Hope you enjoyed. MJ