I watch you as you walk with your shoulders and your head held high So much confidence you leave in your footsteps the smile you give to the world and the 'Feeling' you leave with people in your absence I hear the way you speak, Your deep baritone with so wisdom in your voice like you've been living on the earth for 100 years instead of 18
You didn't think Id notice but when you were walking I saw the falter in your step, The way your head kind of sunk low and you walked as if you had the weight of the world on your shoulders Instead of confidence in your footsteps I saw the cigarettes in yours tracks leading to the abondoned shack where you scream your suffering to the world, I remember hearing you speak to the people and they heard a smart man speaking but I heard a man who was confused and scared that he might not make it to see the next day, You've been living on this cruel cruel world for 18 years but you wished that you haven't witnessed not even 1, Your sad, your scared, your hopeless but your not alone.
Oh sweet sweet boy, how you thought you tricked the world.