brace laced teeth
and an operation ivy t-shirt
converse dressed feet
and a scared look on
his pale face
all alone
tracing street lamps
with his fingertips
all the way from
philly to scranton
he's sketching tattoos
he swears he's gonna
get some day
when things are finally
going his way
and i don't have the heart
to say that most things
stay the same
he reminds me
of everything
i was and all the
things that made me
cry, when i was fourteen
and already a nervous wreck
i said "hey kid you like OP IV?"
and he smiled so wide
i thought the metal in his
mouth was gonna pierce his cheeks
oh i just
hope he doesn't
end up an anxious mess
like all my ***** friends and i