Nowhere

I wanted to run away and unfold the pain
My room had been filled with feigning plain
A place I can draw and write what I genuinely feel
Not even a blank wall could suffice this sweet ordeal

I wanted to fight and unlock the bursting truth
Yeah, I’ve been so apathetic to this root
You don’t really know a thing about me
I’m just absolutely good in hiding and flee

I starved for recuperation and for the best remedy
Yet I have nothing else here to pay
Tears craddled through my warm cheeks
I guess I am born to be sick.

I craved for that indescribable notion
but all i got is a premonition
I have to stop chasing pavements
And maybe, just lulled myself with achievements.