Get Up

I’m too scared of dying young

I don’t like company

but I hate being alone

there is always someone asking me what’s wrong

So then I smile but never for too long

There's so much I could say

It’s easier to get up and walk away

I don’t like gatherings especially the family ones

I’m trying to relax and just enjoy my home

I can’t stop thinking about moving on

I knew I’d leave someday..

when your hands were around my throat

There's so much I could say

It’s easier to get up and walk away

I never could right my wrongs or tell a promise from and a lie

my troubles they’ve passed

I just haven’t got the time

There's so much I could say

It’s easier to get up and walk away