Frustrated

Off we go. Come on. Let's go. We're going to run and run and run. Destination? Unknown! Anywhere that the heartless can't survive. Somewhere without corrupted people. Does a place like that really exist? I hope it does. It's where i want to be. Away from the pain that others cause. Away from the pain that i cause to myself by staying. Why do i stay? I shouldn't be here. Someone out there who can help? No! None! Only i can help myself. It's lonely. Well loneliness is an old friend so i think i'll be alright. It'll be nice though to have company. I don't know. I'm getting old too fast and can't stop the frustrations. Please don't let me think. It's Dangerous!