Set the Scene; Fix It All.

You're walking around in Newark.
I'm here.
I'm young,
insecure,
insignificant to the rest of the world.
I can't even drive yet.
Because I'm too young.
I can't move towards you
even though you're all around me.
In everything I do.
What now?
Please just look a little harder.
I'm here.
I've always been here.
The summer is setting itself again.
But I'm not the same.
Keep looking.
I'm dying here waiting.