Maybe I'll just cry
Cry until my heart blows out
Maybe I'll just sing
Sing a cheerful song that inflates balloons
Maybe I'll just mope
Using my covers as shields, trying to keep reality at bay
Maybe I'll just listen
Listen to those old nursery rhymes
Maybe I'll just hurt
Hurt to a pointless cause
Maybe I'll just swing
Swing until I can fly away
Maybe I'll just ramble
Unconsciously until my mouth feels like cotton
Maybe I'll just wait
Hold off on the childish games I covet so much, just for you
Maybe not.
I will run
Run to see how far I can go
until I have to stop