Running until we can't feel our legs.

We don't know where we're going,

We just run.

I run because I need the extreme,

I don't live half-hearted.

He runs because there's too much fire in him.

He has to let it out.

She runs because she's scared.

She can't commit.

We run for the flood of feeling

And for the absence of it.

We run for the light head and heaving chest.

We run for the thundering heartbeat and vibrating limbs.

Are we running away?

Or towards something big?

We don't know.

We don't stop.

If we do,

It'll be for nothing.

Someday, we'll know what we want.

Someday, we'll know where we're going.

Running until we can't feel our legs.

We don't know where we're going,

We just run.