As a kid

as a kid

I ran

I had fun

I couldn’t stop

then I stopped

and thought

what is this world

I found out

I ran away

I hid

I couldn’t be seen

I didn’t want to be seen

this wasn’t for me

as a kid

I ran to the world

for reassurance

for self-esteem

for guidance

for my meaning

as a kid, I ran in the world

doubting my every move

forgetting who I was

leaning on others just as lost

forgetting where I was

with no care for fun

loving the escape

hurting but engaged

as a kid, I ran through the world

learning the hard lesson

crying through memories

talking my way out of it

finding a new community

finding out what love is

finding out who I am

finding out who God is

as a child, I ran away from the world

praying for some help

with faith to step out of

guided by someone higher

with love to step into

yet dying, but I feel so alive

it’s is not about my time

that was so hard to realize

I really could run wild

it took a while to trust a love

as a child I run in it but I am not of it