(I don't own anyone or the song)

Is this the real life-

Is this just fantasy-

Caught in a landslide-

No escape from reality-

Open your eyes

Look up to the skies and see-

I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy-

Because I'm easy come, easy go,

A little high, little low,

Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me,

To me

Did you really think it would do you any good? Running off like that? If you really loved her you would have stayed.

What am I saying? Of course you loved her. Everyone who knew you knew that. We could see it in your eyes every time she was mentioned. And she loved you. That was clear. But did you ever think that someone else might love you?

Did anyone ever notice that I was never 'with' someone? Yes I flirted with four girls at a time but it never meant anything. I was in denial. Denial about what I was. What I couldn't tell you or anyone about. What would make me part of an even smaller minority group.

I, Pietro Maximoff, am gay. No one knows. I've been out with girls but that was just a private contest. Didn't anyone notice that Evan fancied every girl I dated?

No one loves me. It sounds pathetic but its true. My father doesn't have a caring bone in his body and my sister hates my guts. It hurts, knowing your own family feels like that, so I cover it up. I act cocky, I act arrogant. It works doesn't it? I bet you never knew I was just a fragile boy who wanted a hug.

Just because no one loves me doesn't mean I don't love anybody. I have only ever loved one person. One man. One man who would laugh at the thought of Quicksilver caring for anyone except himself. I love you Lance, I always have, but from afar.

They say if you love someone you want to see them happy. They're right. I never purposely stood in the way of you and Kitty because I knew you could never love me. I always knew this but you confirmed it two years ago. It was Kitty's birthday, you were smiling all day. You were going to ask her to marry you. My heart broke that day. I had held onto a small glimmer of hope that one day you would look at me and see me. Not my fa├žade, but me. Then you left. You ran away from your problems. You'll never know the impact your leaving had on me.

I tried to move on, but unlike Kitty I didn't have someone to fall back on. I only ever wanted you. I threw myself into my father's plans. I started going home less and less. I haven't been home for a year and a half. I've travelled the world. Watched it zoom past me on my way to nowhere.

Did you see me on the news? I was there, next to my unloving father, trying to make the world a better place for mutants on his own terms. I went along with him. I didn't believe in all the things he wanted but I went along with it. I suppose I thought it would make him love me. It didn't. Magneto became too egocentric. I had to leave. Now I have to hide. I'm a wanted criminal. I've never felt so alone.

Here I am. On the run from the law, standing in front of your tomb. Talking to it as if you're listening. I know your not. Even if I believed in life after death or ghosts I know you wouldn't waste your time on me. You'd be following your precious Kitty. I sound bitter. I'm sorry. But you don't know how much it pained me to see her getting your love, not me.

Too late,my time has come,

Sends shivers down my spine-

Body's aching all the time,

Goodbye everybody-I've got to go-

Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth-

(Any way the wind blows)

I don't want to die,

I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all-

I can hear the cops. I've stayed here to long. It's time for me to run again. It may be my gift but I don't want to run. You got head aches from your powers. I'm getting life aches. As I run everyone's lives carry on around me. I envy them. I envy the way they can walk around with their loved ones. I never got that chance. Born into a world that hates me. Into a family that hates me. Never having a real friend. And then loving someone who hates me. I know you hated me. Maybe not all the time but for most of it you did.

Life isn't fair. But I don't have the courage to give it up. I don't have the courage to stand here and let the cops get me. I would get a death sentence. It could all be over. But instead I'm going to run. I'm going to keep running until I outrun life itself. I died the day you left Lance. Now I'm just a shell, a shell of the person I used to be. Running, running forever. Empty.

Nothing really matters,

Anyone can see,

Nothing really matters-,nothing really matters to me,

Any way the wind blows....