Christopher James
Christopher James
Was a boy with curiosity
So many roads laid out for him
But he can’t drive anywhere
So legal
So sober
His future is going nowhere
While his friends are going everywhere
Leaving him behind
Off to become better
While he never changes
His black nail polish chips offs
As he spends tireless nights fixed on a screen
And that’s all he has now
Because no one is paying attention
To the boy who stayed behind
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