How I long
To be a runaway
Like that weekend not
too long ago
I ache for TRUE FREEDOM
Maybe danger
But I am not afraid
I've stayed on the streets of
downtown Chicago
And felt more at home
Than I did with a mother
My heart bleeds for the
constant unknown
A life far from the ordinary
Under streetlights and
Cold city breezes
I belong with those who've
never belonged
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