Lost Within the cracks Kicked to the outskirts Interest, only in seconds Days, weeks, months Then all at once It dies like a passing trend Youth and goof It takes no sleuth to determine the facts Forgotten and presumed Awake and alive... Nevermore
Proud to be where I'm from But home is in front of me Not of me Separate from the serpent Capital Hill Need a capital offense to live Walking up hills Just to take spills