if i could just run away

in a way, its worse like that.
i knew it was going to be like that,
and i suppose i thought i'd be mentally prepared for it again,
and yet it is still overwhelming me,
like it has before,
and i guess it always will.

i suppose its meant to be,
a test maybe?
and i suppose there is always more than one side of things.
in a sense, it oculd be a test of our own character,
a way of challenging oneself,
to push one's own limits.
and i think its when we really find out about ourselves.
we then know jus how far we are willing to go,
just how much we're willing to risk,
just for that one chance.

just for that one chance.