Poem By Taylor Gilbert

That's all you do,
Smoke that weed.
Sitting in your back yard,
Slowly starting to bleed.
Do what you want with your life,
But dont come running to me.
I'm not going to help you,
Because you've already fucked up.
You were my best friend,
But now your not.
You are now only a friend,
You've already done enough,
Find you passion,
Quit cheifing it up.
I don't want to see another friend,
Getting hurt or dying.
Something tells me deep down inside,
You can't escape this one.
I am wondering if you will get out there and do something,
Except sit there and smoke that weed,
I wonder if you'll ever leave.

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