‎poems

You can dream of the highs
You can't imagine the lows
And if I fall off the earth
Who will remember all of the poems I wrote
(It goes something like this)

Saw you out on bus 15
Everything goes so fast you don't even notice
I'm a fast car on the highway
If it's going down, it's going my way

And if the cameras are off
Is this still what you said it is
If the cameras are on
Will you say what you said again

You can dream of the highs
You can't imagine the lows
And if I fall out of the earth
Who will remember all of the poems I wrote?