Get Away

I want to walk but I'm forced to start running...I try to pace myself but quickly become short of breath...I can't seem to catch what I'm constantly forced to chase...Everytime I achieve a steady pace I fall, but I always pick myself off the ground and try to walk, no, can't, gotta run...Sometimes I feel like I'll never catch my breath, I'll never be ahead of myself, I'll never be able to stroll through life, I'll always have to run...whether it be from something or toward something else. And if I ever reach a pace, a balance, I'm sure I'd fuck it up somehow, I'd trip over the next problem and I'd surely fall. Perhaps its just the path I'm running, if I could only just stray off into the bushes and hide there forever, then I'd be ok...