ontario from 5678 by cootie catcher

driving back to your old home
familiar houses outside your window
those power lines still brave these skies
i look up and you ask me if i know yes i know
that no matter where you go
that people could treat you so cold
these highways merge into a single road
that spirals and skews and takes you right back to
ontario
buried under a sheet of snow
paths that never should've crossed
and the memories that were lost
made out all on a map for me
city
take a good look at me
you are just like a dead end
the way you treated all my friends
and you are never gonna see me again

it's my party
i'm getting started
i know you thought
i'd be so much smarter
but every year
is just getting harder
just tell me
i'll be okay
push the rock in my throat
and cough up the crumbles
digging myself
out of the rubble
if you knew
i'd be this much trouble
would you help try to get out of

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• Toronto