Spike it up
Swoop it over
Don't ask me
I'm not a cutter
I don't know,
Maybe I didn't
Start to stutter until
Over a gravel hill,
Bunk beds, a pond
And the something
With a little help
Was remembered
And now it's like
You make fun of
Half the things
You must forgot I had
If you need help
Remembering why
I wasn't enough
Just look for the blue jacket.