Hello spectator; farewell serenity I could shout less But then you'd just talk over me And I need attention "I'm just another kid with a guitar," And if you're searching for a light Don't expect me to spark I will soon die out My voice will give in I'll get a real job Dream of where I've been While you're comfortable I'll be catching up Contemplating death When I've wasted life long enough I was seventeen when I invested love In this make-believe Life turned to cluster-fuck But I'm in good company; I've got that at least So I'll make my impression In hopes you'll remember me But if there's light behind the storm I'll never halt progression I will live past all misfortune And deplete all adolescence Having deep poetic heart Lacking all poetic fame I'll keep clandestine for eternity And no one will speak my name