Escape. Either from a problem that doesn't want to be solved. Or from a beautiful breakaway from the present to enter the beautiful future. It occur only when the problem becomes our bestfriend and our patience become our enemy. We think alot and plan alot. And it leads to the great escape. Every ones have their own plan in escaping from the chaos. A vacation, honeymoon, or maybe just a cup of tea at the diner by the corner just to sip those tea so that the warmth will wash away the tragic. The question is, when. When will it occur? Did you plan it well or just bought the ticket to freedom for a while 10 minutes ago? When.. that's all matters.
Some place new. Some place safe and sound. Some place where the leaves falls down onto your shoulders. Any place that could set your heart the peace that you always wanted. Always needed. Some place that no one disturbs you. No matter how stubborn you are. You don't even care who you are leaving behind. As long as you have the peace in your mind and heart. Because you are tired of getting scold or advised. You need to break free.
But obstacles always gets to you. Either you are sick or locked. Locked in a family world where your parents are your permanent guardian. And so, you can't escape.
Because they took things from you. Made a decision that yet you have not notice the agreement. Where they took your peace. Your private place where you can be yourself. They took it. You denied. But not with act of cruelty, but with the silence in the heart so deep they can't see. Day by day, in the end, they are mad because you are selfish for not letting your peaceful place to be shared with someone else. Even if its family.
Arrogant. Selfish. You can call me anything. But think back before you say things. The great escape. You crave for it. I want it. To be alone. Work alone. To be left alone. I'd rather be alone and knowing they are happy than be with them and feeling that I don't deserve to be watched. Be cared. I have my needs but everyone have a wants. And my wants are for freedom. And peaceful only I crave for. I long for. Its been washed away. And I haven't been given a chance to even say.
