Phone wiped out holding on to an old information that might still be useful
Switching to the memory lane holding on to the scrib I really need to make it useful.

The wall staring blank at my expression I really need to paint it out with my head
A wall filled with my memories I can see people queuing to view what I have in my head.

Too much lost appearance on the fence I will need your insignia on the wall
Stating fully well that you are part of the the reason am scribbling on the wall.

A note lay just below the rest of the rest and shows how much I care
The scribbled wall has a note saying I might lose myself just to show I care.