Runaway
Manafest Lyrics

We all thought about it once or twice
Everybody, at some point, has imagined what it would be like to run away from their life.

It's funny I never thought that I'd be homeless
I never thought that I would have to live on the street without a home.

I used to walk by them, now I'm living on the corners
I used to ignore people who lived on the street, now I'm one of them and I have nowhere else to go.

Stretching for a touch of a hand, a dollar bill or a chance
I'm begging for any help that I can get, whether it's a kind touch, some money, or an opportunity.

Give me your sandwich bag, man I'll do anything
I'm so desperate for food that I'm willing to do anything, even accept someone else's half-eaten sandwich.

With thoughts of desperation my hearts racing
I'm feeling hopeless and scared, and my heart is pounding with anxiety.

I'm not star gazing I could die of starvation
I'm not dreaming of a better life, I'm just worried that I might actually die from hunger.

Hallucinated from the day's wasted
I'm so bored and lonely with my current situation that I'm imagining things that aren't really there.

Lost track of time while my mind's aging
I can't keep track of how long I've been on the streets, but I feel like I'm getting older and more worn out every day.

People looking at me like a lost patient
Strangers look at me with pity and disgust, as if I'm some kind of hopeless case that can't be helped.

Like I'm already dead why they all hating
People treat me like I'm already dead or like I'm worthless, and it's hard to deal with their negativity.

Did I choose this life, or life choose me
I can't tell if I ended up homeless because of my own choices or if circumstances out of my control led me here.

I ran away at sweet sixteen mommy do you miss me, this is Krissy
I left my old life behind when I was just sixteen years old, and now I'm wondering if my mom still thinks about me.

Good bye to the world, good bye to my girl
I feel like I've lost everything and everyone that used to matter to me, including my girlfriend.

Say hello to my home the street corner
My new 'home' is the street corner where I spend most of my time begging for money and food.

Its absurd every word that was spoken
Everything people say to me or about me just seems ridiculous and pointless.

It must have come alive cause my life is still broken
Despite everything, I hope that there's some kind of purpose or meaning behind my struggles.

Wondering did I miss it, what mistake did I make. Can I fix it'
I'm trying to figure out what went wrong, what mistakes I made that led me here, and if there's any way to fix my situation.

These streets have gone ballistic
The streets are chaotic and unpredictable, and it's hard to feel safe or secure.

This isn't what I thought it would be, where's daddy
This isn't the life I imagined for myself, and I miss my father who's no longer with me.

Is he still mad at me, I wonder would he have me
I'm worried that my dad is still angry at me for running away, and I'm not sure if he would take me back into his life.

Back in the home, back in the zone, back where I can't eat
I miss being back in a stable home where I couldn't go hungry or struggle to survive.

Where's there's heat and use a phone
I miss having access to basic necessities like heat and a phone.

Mom and dad are you there, are you listening
I'm reaching out to my parents in the hope that they will hear me and take me back in.

I want to come home, but scared of the mess I'm in
I'm afraid of how my parents will react to my current situation and the mess that my life has become.

Please forgive me of the things I committed
I'm asking for forgiveness for the mistakes and wrongs I've done in the past that led me to where I am now.

Against you against me, our family tree
I have hurt myself and my family in the past, and I want to make amends and heal our relationships.

And I know we haven't spoke in so long, I was so wrong
I regret not reaching out to my family when I had the chance, and I want to make up for lost time now.

To think I could live on, on my own accord
I thought I could make it on my own without my family's help, but I was wrong and I need them now.

I'm a take the train home, but I need to know
I'm planning to take a train back home, but I need to know if my parents will accept me before I go.

If you'll welcome me back through your life's door'
I want to know if my parents are open to reconciling and having me back in their lives.

Show me a sign with a red ribbon, hang one on the side of the train building
I'm asking for a sign from my parents that they are willing to accept me back into their lives, such as a red ribbon hanging on the train station where I plan to arrive.

And if I see it than I'll know that your still willing
If I see the sign, I will know that my parents are still willing to forgive me and welcome me back home.

And if not I won't ever call or visit
If I don't see the sign or my parents don't accept me back into their lives, I will continue living without them and won't try to call or visit.

I'll pretend that I'm re-living the beginning
If my parents don't accept me back, I will have to pretend that I'm starting over from scratch and try to create a new life for myself.

Like when we used talk in the kitchen, without all the fights & friction
I miss the simple times when we could have conversations in the kitchen without arguing or feeling tension.

This is me wishing, one of your ex children
I'm wishing to be one of my parents' children again, even though I left and made choices that I regret.

Picturing praying that you got the same feelings
I'm hoping that my parents have the same feelings of regret and desire for reconciliation that I do.

I'm running
Through all my fears and doubts, I am still running towards hope and the possibility of a better future.