You just wanna run, not hide, just run, because if you stay, if you say what you think, fire will come out of your mouth, steam out of your ears and your eyes will turn red.
You’re not exploding, you don’t know if you will, but you just want to run, hoping it will calm your nerves and take some thoughts away.
You’re angry because it hurts, and you run because it’s not their fault it does.
You wonder what will happen when you go to bed, what will happen when you wake up, will the same thoughts be there? But you don’t wanna wonder.
Your mind wants to go deeper, but this is deep enough for you, for something so stupid, for something so trivial.
You want to stop, this is not you, this is not meant to happen, you won’t let it happen.