run as fast as I can
my muscles burns
sweat soaks my wear, steams on my forehead
feel myself tired
Seems I can't do any move at all
But I keep running
Where to?
Where from?
What makes me running?
What makes me burning my body to ash?
Who care that I'm tired?
Who care about price of win?
I run
Don't stop, don't slow down, just run
Losses, gains, people, events... all of it is just to be glimpsed by me
Marry-go-round
Madness
Psycho
Tonnes of promises is what I get...
My memories...
Ready, steady, GO...
DO NOT SLOW DOWN
Kill yourself with this endless race
Heart beats so hard
Wanna stay at some places but I can't
Can't stop running
Seems heart will blow if I stop immediately
But I can't just slow down
Lock, stock and barrel
For what greates goods do I do this?
Next week my friends go to MayDay.
I won't.
Have to prepare to exams.
Postgraduation studentship.
I think I am not ready to sacrifice myself
But I do it with my life
Killing myself softly
And only promises I have
I'd relax after this or that
Then when it comes time of relaxation gets delayed
Am I trying to catch up to horizont?