Not Taking Applications Poem by Jennifer Kay. Simmons

You know when you know;
What you know, you know.

Its how the story goes

Into the darkness,
Somewhere between the lines.
With a tripped out mind, there will be no control
Do not look below when you are way to high
Cross the boundaries, watch the tables turn
It is the bumpy road and the jacked up ride
You will lose your mind, and all your senses
Friends that come with an application, sign their names under false pretenses