Let Me Out

Johnny played video games till his mouth was dry He never glimpsed at the midday sun Or turned his head to see the star lit sky He would have seen a world for the taking Just a couple steps outside But he never played outside He played every sport on a gaming console Every sport he never tried Maybe he saw the shots he could have scored Through his dilated eyes Through his bloodshot, tired eyes His parents were as wealthy as could be But life was spinning and they were dizzy Maybe him and his father would have thrown a football But life was just too busy The law firm was just too busy On parent teacher day at school There was a limousine waiting after the bell With a chauffeur to inquire Whether Jonny was doing well But he wasn't doing well They found out about those b's and c's So they tried to give him hell Driving straight into the heights, straight into the ghetto So he would know what could happen if he did not excell But when he stuck his head out the window He didn't mind the pungent smell He saw kids his own age kicking a makeshift soccer ball And that air conditioned lexus Felt like a prison cell By Kyle Kriticos