Running away

Míša Vu Nguyen 

If you want to run away,

think of who'd want you to stay.

If you run, you may be free,

but those behind will never be.

They'll think that they're the ones to blame,

a tear each time they hear your name.

Their sorrow only turns to pain,

a pain they can't ever contain.

They try to make it go away,

and how they try, they'll never say.

The ones that know, they're crying now,

silence for trust is what they vowed.

A test soon comes, they rush to see,

what once was five is now just three.

Changing to four when you left here,

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