Running

A story about running.

Running

They’re playing hide-n-seek.
Running and hiding.
You can tell when someone’s caught,
Because they scream.
That one little girl though.
She ran. It seemed as if all she could do is run.
I don’t know if she knew she was supposed to hide or not.
She was never caught.
Never questioned by the others.
Maybe the others thought she wasn't playing.
Maybe they didn't want to play with her.
All these thoughts running through my mind.
Just like that little girl running.
Never stopping.
Not even to breathe.
Constantly going.
Just running, and looking.
Maybe she’s my imagination,
Or maybe…
she’s me.