Running always on the run   

Man has run since time began  

Not admitting he is scared  

Dare not say a single word

Can’t admit his true ordeal

Just in case he won’t appeal

Won’t admit the obvious flaws

It might re-open dreadful sores

But man still runs and tries to hide

From his feelings deep inside

Must not tell dare not admit

Better try to hide from it

Should the truth be really known

Years of cover would be blown

So how can man now swallow pride

From his feelings deep inside?

Is it fear of being branded

A liar Cheat or underhanded?

It doesn’t take much time to see

That man is fighting to be free

Won’t admit he can be wrong

Just like others for as long

Does he fear a poorer image

or would his ego be so damaged?

Living falsely in a dream

Blind to see that truth is seen

Must not admit he’s not perfect

In case his friends might him reject

Better off by saying “nowt”

Covers up with loads of shout

Bragging, drinking or taking dope

As a cover in that hope

Wonder if folk will catch on

And work out really how far gone

Man is near that bottom step

And there he’ll stay and will be kept

Can’t he see not to admit

Does not help one tiny bit?

Running running is bad for health

Better if man knows himself……..