thirteen walking and i'm walking and i'm stomping the street trying to penetrate the asphalt with my feet oh, know getting so old when you're living in a town where all the stars are brown getting so old won't one van stop for me? they drive past dodging in doge rams as i throw rocks and words "your youth won't last! no, it won't last!" i am thirteen in a city o pederasts far too old for their dark sunglasses and their mustaches though they might consider me at the end of a long, desperate day still i wish i was half my age