Trophy Scars

Children running down the street in uniforms
Laughing in the rain they were heading towards
And they were yelling about something
They were singing and clinging from the light
Tender men on attendance just like them
We'll forget about the rest
They were searching for sunlight
They were searching for gold
So why catch a fever from the inside?
Dig my hand into my pocket
Open up my wallet
Such a strange gesture to make in this town
Sure aint gold but it gets me around
Can I grab a twenty from the inside?
Can't you just smell it?
Now spend it wisely
He looks up at me then back at the ground.
I just wish he would f**kin'turn right around
Now, I have talked to myself late at night
Oh I tried to connect with the ghost who was
My best friend
My brother
My accomplice
Another writer my best man
And sometimes, I feel so forgiven at night
I just put down my shades but I open my ways for the battle that just leads me
I hear ben tell me
"brother your problems all started in the summer of '98
In Northern New Jersey later in the day
I was thinking about a distance and unaccepting fate
I was fourteen years old but what else can I say?
Even then I knew time was gonna catch me
Imagine going to a private school in the summer of '02
My first true love left me and I didn't know what to do