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