Drag

Run

Run away

Retreat

I'd rather be not dying on this hill

Please understand

I'd rather be a drag

Best laid plans fall through

Secretly

I'm hoping that it's true

I miss you

I just feel so tired

Indulge in self-fulfillment

And routine calcified

Destined to daydream of change

Killing time

Til it's right

Far

Far away

In shaded company

Fortuitously made

Though I have nothing more to say

I feel the pull to stay

And try not to be a drag