I Run.
I Run. Because I feel the need.
I Run. Because of the need for speed.
I Run. Because something bad happened, too.
I Run. Because it's all I can do.
I Run. As wind blows through the trees.
I Run. As sunlight creeps through the leaves.
I Run. As they ask: Why do you run like you do?
I answer: "Don't look back. Something might be gaining on you."
~Summer C. Hedgehog
