She’s fighting with her dad again;
He’s getting in her face.
She’s trying to imagine leaving
This God-forbidden place.
All she’s ever wanting
Is to run away and hide.
So maybe now she finally will
Just blend in with the tide.
She’s sitting in her room right now.
He’s banging on the door.
She rushes to the window
And takes her feet off of the floor.
She doesn’t know which way to go
As he starts to pick the lock
She just knows time’s running out
According to the clock.
He’s breaking down her door right now;
She’s getting in the car.
She hears him bellow out with rage;
I don’t know where you are!
She sees his face all mad and red,
Peering down the street.
She’s laughing as she hears him scream:
“I’ll find you, you little *beep!*
The windows are getting foggy,
As the air starts growing thick.
She doesn’t know which road to turn on,
She doesn’t know which one to pick.
Her head starts spinning faster
As her wheels start going slow.
This might end in disaster, she thinks,
As it begins to snow.