Running

You’re running from your troubles,
But trouble comes along

You’re running from your troubles,
But trouble comes along
‘Cause when a person’s running,
It’s usually him that’s wrong.

It may be something little
That no one really knows,
But anywhere you run to,
That little trouble goes.

Do what you can to shake it,
It will not let you go,
And all the while you’re running,
It’s likely just to grow.

Why don’t you turn and face it
And grab it by the root?
Don’t think you can outrun it
Just give the thing the boot!

Nita Brainard