Wants, Mine

I want to run away, Away from Pretence, Away from lies, Away from villainies, Clothed in Smiles. Away from the faces, All the different ones That keep changing, Rapider than the Seasons. Daily changes... Hourly changes... minutes... seconds... Away from all facades. But I fear Fear to be alone, to be lonely. I need ropes Flimsy as they are. Without them, I'm afraid I'll sink, Though I know, I'll rise higher than ever before. I rot in their glare.