He asked me what it's like to be "a double digit"  
And I couldn't think of much to say
Except, hey kid, when you get invited to your first house party
Please remember to slip outside, unnoticed
Follow footsteps to the thoughtful loner at the end of the yard
Inhaling smoke and staring into the sky
Escaping the mindless chaos behind the walls
Just thinking quietly to himself
Step beside him & wait for him to speak
That's how you make the sweetest friends