I was told to run from vans,
run from strangers,
run from men,
run from anything that could potentially cause me harm.

And so I did.

I ran until there was nothing left to run from,

fear taking hostage of my body.

Until one day,

I ran back.

I ran back to the men and the strangers and the vans,

For I wasn't scared of death,

I was scared of living.

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I'm so bad kill me but I don't even care anymore