He was a mathematical genius in my 10 year-old eyes
Somehow he was always able to calculate tax
Had the total to the penny
Before we got to the check-out
That was when all we bought was cola and cream pie
Now he buys crack
And I pay down a mortgage
So many days spent together
Planning for a future that never came to be
Paths diverged, then disappeared from view
If he walked past me today
I wouldn't know what to say
We stood on the sidelines
Watching our friends fall over the edge
One by one
Never thinking for a moment
Our day, too, would come
Some days I'm hopeful something will open his eyes
And he'll come back
As if he was temporarily in storage
It wasn't too long ago I saw him from my 40+ year-old eyes
I searched his arms for needle tracks
He asked me to loan him a twenty
I held my tongue when I wanted to shout
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