Runaway

I am not your runaway I am not your runaway Just a vagrant of this fate But I am not your runaway I have fallen in a peace I never wanted I have chosen to burn the weight of systemic shame Just to be undermined And you wanna know if it's right Clear is snow in July And you wanna know if it's right To bear the weightless, the shameless, the blameless, the names I rest my case; no abusive ways Just to be undermined And you wanna know if it's right Clear is snow in July Still you claim to show that you've tried