
No, I don’t expect them to see this as clearly as I do.
I’ve been scorching my eyes,
Trying to erase the moments I’ve been lied to.
No, I don’t bother when they send the dogs after me.
I keep running up the hill,
Trying to save my barely breathing legacy.
No, I don’t stop, I don’t even look back when they yell.
Their teeth snarl angrily.
I know too well that it’s a telltale.
No, I don’t hide when they breathe down my cold neck.
I’ve burned all my masks,
Turning your powerplay into a wreck.
No, I don’t ask for comfort once they hunt me down.
They’ve been after me for a while,
They’re my ticket to flee this town.
-JW