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I've had thoughts of leaving,
just running, never stopping.

But where do I go,
which direction will lead me
to a place I can call home?

I've been many places,
yet I never seem to belong.

A little runaway,
life's little outcast.

I want to go,
just to get away.

But where can I go,
who will take me in I wonder?

My foot's on the step
one hand on the door,
no idea which way I want to go.

Being alone scares me,
but if I stay, I'll go insane.

Mommy and daddy's little runaway,
who could never find herself;
will find a place were she can belong,
one day.