Tuesday, November 28, 2006

The Kid

I was the kid who always would be there when you were high. I was the kid who would be with the guy that you would call. I was the kid with that tall person you would get your drugs from. I was a kid who, I was a kid who, I was the kid who you would meet in that dark and gloomy alleyway and you would start to say, something... Then I would be the kid who would shut you down in that moment in time and you would not know what to do because I was the kid you would be afraid of.

I was the kid with the excuse. I was the kid with the reason. I was the kid who would listen to that music that would make you sick. I was the kid who would ride his bike, I was the kid who you would be riding your bike with, and then all of a sudden... I was the kid who you would not want to hang out with...

I was the kid who, I was the kid who, I was the kid who was always looking for an excuse to start a fight and then... I was the kid who you would steer clear from because I was with all of those kids with Mohawks who were considered anarchists. I was the kid who wanted to be anarchy. I was the kid who would leave you wondering why... I was the kid who you would wonder why... Why... Why?

I was the kid who you would not want at your party. I was the kid who you would want to kill. I was, I was, I was. I don't care what I was because...

I am, I am the kid that calls you, and then hangs up.