Moth
Lillie West
She could
A moth to a flame
Walk around the new deck
It all looks the same
As when we lived here
In some other age
Now that I am older
I have another name
Me a moth wanting good
Not this fame, nothing fake
Me a moth craving food
Not the same, what you make
Goodbye lucky
Secret age, secret place
Goodbye Fakey
Someone's face, another taste