[POEM] Escape

I won’t escape like you think I would,
I escape through my words,
Words, that you’ll never be able to catch,
Not until I have escaped physically from everyone for once.
Because, you never loved me, but then you’ll do
And, how would it matter then, it won’t be you.
It would be you melted by my words,
I could melt a hundred more people too.
Only if you had understood my expressions, my behaviour, my nature,
Which all changed,
As you came into the picture.
It’ll be sad when I’ll escape, because I’ll leave the paint behind.
The paint you can’t see in the sketch I made.
The colors of my life that you cumulate.