16
John Samaras
Take a look around and try to make it last
Fifteen, Sixteen, went by so fast
Being followed around by a white van
Lord knows that I’ve done the best I can
Paint a picture for everyone to see
Only to vanish away into infamy
Emotions running high and swept to the side
All we say or do is not enough for you
In the raging sea, here’s our last soliloquy
Flickering light, will you make it through the night?
Still I see myself, in your eyes
Now you’ll see, what you’ve done to me